Yeah
Young Gerald, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dylon, Dylon with the boom pow
Every week now I switch to a new style
Two twelfth in the back just blew out
Everything I do end up in the news now(yeah)
Leave the club with a few now
Just some Hollywood girls and they do chow
I'm drunk, I'm drunk in the mood now
Two AM (What you wanna do now?)
Ay girl, what it do do
If u got friends, cool bring a few through
No fun if the homies can't have none
R.I.P. Nate Dogg shit is too true
And you know what I'm down for
Round two, Round three into Round four
Mood switched when she knocked at the front door
Next up was the uproar, yeah
Was like a week ago, but we both know how weekends go
Tryna flush, and got some places we could go
Lacha got me speakin' slow like nyeah
I'm blessed on blessed
I don't G-A-F-O-S
You tryna fuck?
Yes on yes on yes on yes
Say less
Say less
Say less
Say less
Yes on yes on yes
Say less
Say less, less, less, less, less
less, less, less, less, less
less, less, less, less, less
less, less, less, less, less
Yes on yes on yes on yes
Say less
Sheesh, what you sayin'? I don't understand
Goddamn, I'm out my mind, I popped another Xan
Sheesh, I swear this lockjaw got me stuttering
Goddamn, girl, you so fine, I'd fall in love again
Sheesh, gettin' faded is my favorite rush
Goddamn, you talkative, ain't gotta say too much
Be quiet, who got some grapes? I'm tryna roll some trees
Goddamn, uppers and downers, I'm off both of these
Gettin' faded, not complicated
Too sedated, no conversation
Gettin' faded, not complicated
We too sedated, no conversation
Please say less
Please say less
Please say less
I'm blessed on blessed
I don't G-A-F-O-S
You tryna fuck?
Yes on yes on yes on yes
Say less
Say less
I try to remember
But when everything is coming back to me
I feel just like my memory's paralysed
What is the last thing you can remember?
I remember his voice

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