[Intro: Hittman]
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Its fuckin act right
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Question is, can I get some? Know what Im saying?
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Ackrite, bitch
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When I see you in the spot, you just ackrite, you know what Im saying?
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When I yank you by the fuckin arm, dont be looking at a nigga crazy
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Just give up the digits and be the fuck out, you know what Im saying?
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Let me break it down for yall
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[Verse 1: Hittman]
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It was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays
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Its fun to get blunted on a Sunday
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Afternoon, nigga bathed, got groomed
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Grabbed the gat for misbehaviors and the chocolate flavored boom
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Lost in hip-hop tunes, zoom-zoom like the Commodores
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Wonder will we have drama, or
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End up clowning whores and round up four good-to-go girls
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Like them Barbary Coast girls
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Riding shotgun, baby, I be postin all-world in the ride
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Sipping 151 done gave me too much pride to back down
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Soon as we get to The Beach Ima put my fuckin mack down
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Im playin lead, not the background
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Its time to put Bronson on the map now
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Walk with my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile
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Cuties peep my style, if I dont get some ackrite, Ima have to act wild
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[Chorus: Hittman & Dr. Dre]
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Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right
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Strap by my waistline, cause niggas dont fight
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Sucker-free for life, so you better think twice
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Aight? And a give a nig some ackrite
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Im the type of nigga player haters dont like
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Snatchin up your honey for some late night hype
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And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite
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Aight? And a give a nig some ackrite
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[Verse 2: Hittman]
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Uh, drink kicking in, Im still elated
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For those that dont know big words, Im fuckin faded
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Eighty-three degrees, ease to a shaded spot
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Our first spot was cool til some gangsters made it hot
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Now we plot and pose, plus we watchin hoes
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With lots of flesh exposed getting swarmed by those
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Type of niggas with no game but brown-nose
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So I impose only like pros can
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“Yo, is this your man?” “No,” grab the bitchs hand
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“Im Hittman,”, bling, gold chain gleam
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“Youre very eligible for my summer league team”
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Maybe too extreme, cause the sister got steamed
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Then miss thing tried to scream on my brethren
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I got mad, spit flame on the name Stefan
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Tattooed on her arm, ho, you aint the bomb
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Must be a dyke, get your lips swole or give a nig some ackrite
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[Chorus: Hittman & Dr. Dre]
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Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right
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Strap by my waistline, cause niggas dont fight
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Sucker-free for life, so you better think twice
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Aight? And a give a nig some ackrite
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Im the type of nigga player haters dont like
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Snatchin up your honey for some late night hype
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And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite
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Aight? And a give a nig some ackrite
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[Verse 3: Hittman]
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Fronting on the ackrite causes me to act up
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Good Samaritans saved that ho from getting slapped up
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My homies crack up at the scene I made
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Yo, my actions aint serene when a niggas on fade
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If it wasnt for the one-time brigade, I woulda sprayed at the hooker tramp
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As cops parade. Im afraid its time to break camp, make tracks
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Where else can we go to take hoes from fake macks?
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Ayo, chase them girls in that black Maxima, the passenger
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Almost fractured her neckbone looking back at us
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Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddys plush
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They blush, I bumrush the hus with the largest crush
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Try to swing her after night so I dont have to keep in touch
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Keep it on the hush without the tippin
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Macking interrupted by some niggas set trippin
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Clip in the strap, I showed these niggas how to act
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[Chorus: Hittman & Dr. Dre]
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Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right
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Strap by my waistline, cause niggas dont fight
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Sucker-free for life, so you better think twice
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Aight? And a give a nig some ackrite
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Im the type of nigga player haters dont like
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Snatchin up your honey for some late night hype
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And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of spite
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Aight? And a give a nig some ackrite, right
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[Outro: Snoop Dogg]
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Biotch (Yeah)
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I just wanna put my dick on your shoulder so you could put it on your mind later on
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Step it up!
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Take that dick off your shoulder, and put it in your mouth!
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Drink the evidence and hide the dick behind your head
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The police is comin, it’s code ten! (Ayy)
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Put this dick behind yo head!
