| Just vibe to it, watch how I do it
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| Rolling windows down, and then ride to it
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| Dealing with the seat back, and recline to it
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| Just turn the volume high, and then vibe to it
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| Now vibe to it, watch how I do it
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| Turn it up, and party the whole night to it
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| Throw some weed in the bong, and get high to it
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| Just turn the volume high and then vibe to it
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| I keeps a bunch of different colored hoes, yo I miss match
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| Homies outside of my clique that carry click-clack
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| Got ‘em sayin' I’m the truth ‘cause I spit facts
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| So these niggas really can’t see me like it’s pitch black
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| Nigga, this that, oh you runnin' shit? |
| I missed that
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| The tables turned, now you wonder where your bitch at
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| They like, «Sap, we know you do it, don’t overdo it»
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| ‘Cause I’m bringin' way too much liquor to the kick back
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| Hoes love me like Denzel in '05
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| I trust no ho, doin' well with no job
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| That weak shit you makin' requires a slow nod
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| You beggin' for spares, niggas get played with no prob
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| Just because they know I’m, dope with no cosign
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| Screamin', «Sap it’s yo time, turn this into show time»
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| But step back and let me do just that
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| I’m getting' off like I do just rap, so turn it up and just
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| Vibe to it, watch how I do it
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| Rolling windows down, and then ride to it
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| Dealing with the seat back, and recline to it
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| Just turn the volume high, and then vibe to it
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| Now vibe to it, watch how I do it
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| Turn it up, and party the whole night to it
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| Throw some weed in the bong, and get high to it
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| Just turn the volume high and then vibe to it
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| See the white boy back up in this bitch, and now I’m 2.0
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| And ain’t nobody makin' all the fuckin' noise that I be
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| Drive real slow with them seats down low
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| Rims shinin' like the leaves on poison ivy
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| Smoke is all up in my vehicle so, you know I be gettin' bent like origami
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| But this life of mine is like Life of Pi
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| Yeah, I gotta hang tough when the water choppy
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| Vibe to it, I’m the vibrator, ‘bout to blow so big I’ma leave behind craters
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| Tell ‘em, «Hi hater»
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| If you like it or not, my song’s stuck in your head like I wrote ‘em on fly
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| paper
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| Ain’t no time taken stressed out
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| We turnin' up until your head bounce
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| And burn another from my fresh ounce
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| Vibe right and I’m takin' it slow, doin' me the only way that I know
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| So everybody go and
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| Vibe to it, watch how I do it
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| Rolling windows down, and then ride to it
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| Dealing with the seat back, and recline to it
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| Just turn the volume high, and then vibe to it
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| Now vibe to it, watch how I do it
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| Turn it up, and party the whole night to it
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| Throw some weed in the bong, and get high to it
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| Just turn the volume high and then vibe to it
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| Vibe to it |