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it's midnight

i'm heading down to your crib

i'm on one

got chad all in my drink

r.i.p to the pimp

underground these motherfuckers

they know i'm bout to be king

missed call from my main girl but my mindset is on kim

my ex-girl who branched out and amputated her limb

it's all good

she gon' see the man

the young boy turned in

still swangin' on these folks

with the same guys i came with

now what the fuck should i think?

i'm screwed up

you can blame that on the beer

screwed up

ugk up in my drink

screwed up

actavis under my skin

screwed up

i can never trust a bitch

where ya been at? how ya been?

how ya doing

girl? can i come in?

where ya been at? how ya been?

how ya doing

girl? can i come in? yeah

called her up

i'm down to ride and we all up

sippin' on that cough syrup

that big mo

pour four for the pimp too

this big hawk

not pimp juice

hold up

let it sink in

got pink all in my system

swangin' down that highway

my girl say i move sideways

it's alright

cup muddy on hard ice

don't give a fuck like i'm

ain't nothing change but the weather baby

but the young boy got the star life

same boy who came up was the same man working all night

i'm screwed up

you can blame that on the beer

screwed up

ugk up in my drink

screwed up

actavis under my skin

screwed up

i can never trust a bitch

where ya been at? how ya been?

how ya doing

girl? can i come in?

where ya been at? how ya been?

how ya doing

girl? can i come in? yeah

yeah

i'm swangin' on these eighty-fours

caught up in the past like how the fuck i'm gon' get away?"