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F.H.I.T.O.

OK, I woke up this morning and my breakfast was a blunt

I looked up in the mirror, like tonight I'm gonna try out

See, I got court tommorow, but be damn if I show up

I walk up in the club, hell a way, I don't get no fuck

Say hoe, she's showing bootie hoe

And she's popping molly like is birth control

Dick bitch know, caught baby girl inside

Say you're down to fuck, and I'll pick you up like Henna pot

Of gallon I'm going hard, got the drink up in my cup

I gotta rock it of in my pants

You play with me, you won't see them all!

LV, hold up my breeches

Bitch nigga, what you know about?

On probation getting high, fuck head turn out!

We living for the day, and we're about tomorrow

A lot of bitches, a lot problems, no more Keisha and the model

Fuck, head turn out, fuck it!

Fuck, head turn out, fuck it!

Bitch, take out your clothes, I'mma roll this dough

Special in the weed, I might not make it home

Fuck, head turn out, fuck it!

Fuck, head turn out, fuck it!

They never get exposed, these guys are planning what they know

The white girl go crazy, I like playing in the snow!

Bitch know it's too cold, I get drunk around two hoes

My baby momma she calling me

Can't answer that, fuck no!

Yes! I am the best! And she pop... like a paternity test

I do this for fun, she wants to get me some

Cause she like my music bumping like guns!

Or I felt we're too legit, every night we do the shit

Your house nigga, caught it out

I... and I buff it out

Two head shots for next day

Roll the blunt, start. the grave

Your live live like...

What that mean, sex tape?

We living for the day, and we're about tomorrow

A lot of bitches, a lot problems, no more Keisha and the model

Fuck, head turn out, fuck it!

Fuck, head turn out, fuck it!

Bitch, take out your clothes, I'mma roll this dough

Special in the weed, I might not make it home

Fuck, head turn out, fuck it!

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