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Light This b*tch Up
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42 Dugg
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(Coach me, Joey) Ayy, R.I.P. my n***a Luke, man (Jose the Plug) Usually n***as make a sad song when they lose somebody I'ma turn up for you You know Courville, it ain't too far from Whittier You feel me? (Joey) Free them boys, yeah Ayy, coupes for the summer, nine hundred for the runners Catch a b*t*h stealin' plays, I'ma punt her Yeah, my n***as back, b*t*h, I'm still into frontin' Yeah, my youngins strapped, throw a couple in her bundle Ain't no hoes gettin' spared, Golden Sun for the kit All the polos came from meds, I got brothers in the feds I got n***as doin' life Sent a couple down in Houston, Joe, but they ain't movin' pints Thirty-five a pound of ice, n***a, light this b*t*h up Heard a n***a hatin' on me, I'll wipe his b*t*h buffs Pay that ho to suck d**k, bro, don't like how she f**k If she ain't switchin', I ain't with it Heard he snitchin', but he ain't livin' That's on my n***a Yeah, the prices goin' up on the features If she ain't suckin' d**k, baby, I'm gone, but nice to meet you b*t*h, the whole team ballin', used to sit inside the bleachers They kicked me out of school, I was tryna serve the teachers We'll light this b*t*h up, I'll light this b*t*h up We'll light this b*t*h up, I'll light this b*t*h up We'll light this b*t*h up, I'll light this b*t*h up We'll light this b*t*h up, I'll light this b*t*h up (Ayy, coach me, Joey) I'll light this b*t*h up like it's Christmas time (Light it up) Had a couple million dollars 'fore I spit a rhyme (Facts) Had a couple Rollies blown 'fore they knew the time (Blown) I just put it on a bag, I don't know the time (Don't know it) b*t*h, you must like when you struggle The prices goin' up, sh*t, I like it when I double If you trickin', we can juggle on the prices for the summer Imagine flying coach, b*t*h, you used to be a stuffer (b*t*h) Left wrist is froze up, all white, my rose buffs They can't control us, big Benz and Rolls trucks Huh, spend a million on a crib If a n***a talk crazy, we gon' pop up where he live (b*t*h) Yeah, the prices goin' up on the features If she ain't suckin' d**k, baby, I'm gone, but nice to meet you b*t*h, the whole team ballin', used to sit inside the bleachers They kicked me out of school, I was tryna serve the teachers We'll light this b*t*h up, I'll light this b*t*h up We'll light this b*t*h up, I'll light this b*t*h up We'll light this b*t*h up, I'll light this b*t*h up We'll light this b*t*h up, I'll light this b*t*h up (Ayy) Longsleeves for the winter, eleven hundred just on dinner You gon' cuff? (What you gon' do?), I'ma spin her (Yeah) Tell her f**k one of my n***as, we don't trust none of these b*t*hes Put my trust inside this pistol, we gon' bust one of you n***as (b*t*h) Ayy, ain't gotta wait, you know we got the cake (Talk to 'em) I get one-twenty every day, my plug named Dr. Dre b*t*h, you can hear a pin drop when I cop the K (We solid) I'm sendin' n***as to the stars, and I ain't got a Wraith (We outta there) But this Benz got two seats and it ain't got no plates (Come on) They both friends, they two freaks, and they ain't got no waist (I love you) Don't do Xans, off two P's, I think I'm outer space (Yeah) Rockin' Chanel, that's two C's, we rollin' anyway Yeah, the prices goin' up on the features If she ain't suckin' d**k, baby, I'm gone, but nice to meet you b*t*h, the whole team ballin', used to sit inside the bleachers They kicked me out of school, I was tryna serve the teachers We'll light this b*t*h up, I'll light this b*t*h up We'll light this b*t*h up, I'll light this b*t*h up We'll light this b*t*h up, I'll light this b*t*h up We'll light this b*t*h up, I'll light this b*t*h up
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