[Intro: Project Pat & Lil Wayne]
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This life gon be the death of me
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Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
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Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip (Blunt)
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Blunt to my lips, gun on my (Blunt, blunt)
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Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
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[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
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Wake up, light the blunt I put out ‘fore I fell asleep
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My bitch look like she Cherokee, my crib look like Im sellin keys
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My dick feel like some therapy, bout that life, I guarantee
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You livin life vicariously, this life gon be the death of me
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[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
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And she dont care where I skeet, hit that ho from hair to feet
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She walk out here, she wearin me, I talk my shit, she smellin me
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And all I hear is jealousy, I call them niggas jelly beans
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Love my trigger finger so much, I bought it a wedding ring, yeah
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Yeah, lets get married
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Cut off his head and the rest get buried
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Cross on my head like a Presbyterian
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Tell him he dead and upset his parents
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Tears get shed only if you carin
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Right on his head, see the red beam blarin
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Two twelve gauges like twenty four karats, hol up
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Aint that a bitch? I might bang at your bitch
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If I go at her neck, I might hang that lil bitch
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Scope on the TEC and it came with that shit
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I could hit you up from any range with that bitch
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Got papers on Draco, a case in Laredo
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You fuck with me wrong, Ima bake your potato
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I twist his head up just like a tornado
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Pull out the toast, Im like, “Leggo my Eggo”
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I buss down a Quaalude, fuck on a gay ho
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Cant find a straight a ho, but I aint complainin
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Thats how my day go, I said, “Okay, ho”
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I been on my Jay, ho, Im Ben and she J.Lo
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She been to Barbados, I take her to Caicos
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All of this bread and she cant get a bagel
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All of that said, I cant really stay though
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I hop in the Lamb and crank it like Fabo, Im gone
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[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
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Wake up, light the blunt I put out ‘fore I fell asleep
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My bitch look like she Cherokee, my crib look like Im sellin keys
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My dick feel like some therapy, bout that life, I guarantee
~#**************#~
You livin life vicariously, this life gon be the death of me
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[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
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I make you cum, you cannot leave, I drown my heart in kerosene
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A+ off in parenting, get my kids damn near everything
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‘Fore you get a wedding ring, better get her ass a belly ring
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Soon as I start trappin, man, my phone, it wouldnt even barely ring
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I dont compete, but you cant compete
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Plain Jane, Patek Phillippe
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Im with my lady, we came to eat
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My stomach, youd think that it changed the beat
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We on a date, make it rain some ones
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They want no change, but the change gon come
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Soon as I say it, its said and done
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And my screensaver my favorite gun
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Im rockin, Im swervin
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Im poppin, detergent
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Get money, its urgent
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God bless her surgeon
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I rub my hands, Birdman
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Double cup, lean head
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I done been the weed man
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Its a blessin you aint dead
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I keep it rollin like paraplegic
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Im better, believe it, you better believe it
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Ho bitin on me like every mosquito
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Im wearin shades, think Im starin at people
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I did the math and aint no way we equal
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This Collegrove 2 and so this is the sequel, mm, mm
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This Collegrove 2 and so this is the sequel
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[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
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Wake up, light the blunt I put out ‘fore I fell asleep
~#**************#~
My bitch look like she Cherokee, my crib look like Im sellin keys
~#**************#~
My dick feel like some therapy, bout that life, I guarantee
~#**************#~
You livin life vicariously, this life gon be the death of me
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[Outro: Project Pat & Lil Wayne]
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Blunt
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Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
~#**************#~
Blunt to my lips, gun on my (Blunt, blunt)
~#**************#~
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip (Blunt, blunt)
~#**************#~
This life gon be the death of me
~#**************#~
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip
~#**************#~
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip (Blunt)
~#**************#~
Blunt to my lips, gun on my (Blunt, blunt)
~#**************#~
Blunt to my lips, gun on my hip (Blunt)
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This life gon be the death of me
