mook in new mexico
Singer:bas
fuck a penny for your thoughts nigga any how
i just called my nigga rahim brought the henny out
got them things in the kool-aid in this mo'fucker
like a gang of gorillas in this mo'fucker
when she with me got your bitch open
and she gone give more when she with me got yo bitch smoking
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no tats but my passport got plenty
i board flights and i ask do you got henny
i say fuck it i would like plenty
how many of these nights do i got in me
couldn't really tell blind everyday same time
picture every face drawn on got on a for sale sign
can't afford a stale mind
see i'm bout my bread mother fucker and i can't afford a stale mind
my city grimy that rollie shiny
well you can't afford to tell time
and they gotta take squats on the jail time
cause nobody got guap for the bail bonds
and they had to get street cause college ain't cheap
if we gotta pop heat so be it
and that shit work you see it
put your latest work in a hearse and i send it to the dirt
little nigga that's where your cd is
me i make art cause it's from the heart
love me til i'm gone when i die you gonna have to hear the fuckin museum to see it
yeah you know the models on the coupe
but you don't even know what's in your food
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put your young ass in debt
now they got hands on your handsome cheque
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cheap cash in vd's and passing em off like td's and you knee deep
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you ain't even know what for cause we only want more
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