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Ahem I'd like for you to take this time And remember where you was The first time you heard Dedication If I asked you how many times you've listened to D2 Could you tell me? Dedication 3 was the first mixtape you heard When we had a black president D4 and 5, we got back to business Y'all done copied the rhymes Y'all done stole the artwork Tried to emulate my ****-talkin' Weezy and Dram' — we are the Mixtape Blueprint Hahaha! You welcome A Dedication I got Doja, Narcotics, and Actavis; that's DNA Got a Dyke-**, Nympho, your layin' next to me and bae Eazy like NWA, they make me feel A-OK Feeling like Tony, "Grrreat!"; feeling all on me, TSA She got Dollars, ***, and Alcohol all over her T&A She ***** all this KKK, and this broad need AAA Let's enjoy some NBA, y'all lil boys NCAA Yeah we got A-M-M-O, but you'll get beat like MMA I got Dracos, Ninos, Automatics; that's my DNA You'll get beat like Sugar Ray, TKO, O-H-H I smoke O's, I sip Ace, I pop whole Xanies straight I got P's, I got weight, I got kis, I got gates I got moonrock, molly, ecstasy, inside this weed, it's laced I smoke doobies, don't smoke J's Don't watch movies, don't go to plays I watch cuties, ****, and play I got Uzis on the way I don't be choosey, I don't be safe I don't get woozy, I get the waist My ***** ballin' like Sinead, Erykah Badu with the fade Capital-WNBA, I just teach her how to save I been sleepin' with my AK, with my finger around her waist I been dreamin' I caught a body — That's some sweet dreams, who want a taste? Give the American dream to a b*t*h that ain't even from the USA That's the land of the Free, it's the home of AJ Got a whole brick of some yay, I put one line on the plate She's gon' take it to the face, like "Thin line between love and hate" I got Dealers 'N' Associates, call that my DNA All these diamonds, all this gold and ****, call that PB&J I got Bloods in LA, I got Bloods down in the A I got Bloods everywhere you lay but ain't no ***** in my filet Hit the court, shoot the DA, treat beef like USDA OMW to your trap, (Blap!) — Now I'll be On My Way I got plugs I ain't got to pay, I got sh*t I ain't got to say I got cribs way out of state, I ain't got no more pocket space Sippin' slo-mo at my pace, lean like I wear a brace Queens want to be embraced, Kings want to be an Ace I remember Ace of Spades, I remember the Goose is Grey Now it's Bumbu by the case, n***a, f**k you, fly away Six sh*t, (blrrrp) Dedicated To the culture that Tunechi birthed To the sons and daughters of Weezy Y'all n***as still watching a master at work (I already got...) D6 I already got the Ganja I already got the Fanta All black like Uganda Hair back like E. Honda, wait Hardhat like a condom Your skull crack, then we crowned you Shark bite to a flounder Bar fight to a bouncer, wait All Franks like Sinatra Face been painted, they ain't never clowned him Everybody rakin' cash like it's autumn Y'all boys sweeter than Whatchamacallit All y'all take a seat on this toilet Y'all ain't sh*t, but y'all p*ss-poor, and Sittin' in the foreign like I'm on a Harley Keep bloodsuckers away with the garlic Alone in a mansion, I'm Macaulay Culkin Thought about your coffin and started barfin' Thought about your orphans, how they probably starvin' Thought about this artful sh*t, how I'm so thoughtful Walkin' on the marble, feelin' like Ricardo Walkin' 'round like the campus of Harvard Shoutout my n***a Swizz, n***as gettin' smarter Try to hit the books, and n***a hit the target Sittin' on the charter, talkin' 'bout the targets Waitin' on departure, waitin' on a sculpture Make sure my vultures keep an extra cartridge And make sure my Barbies keep an extra Barbie My d**k is her electric chair, feel the voltage And her pu**y better smell like a orchid Wetter than a wishin' well, need a quarter Damn, I wish I was a lil bit taller Damn, I wish I drank a lil more water Damn, my weed stank a lil more harder Damn, I pull up with a redbone, scarlet With a yellowbone car That smoke green, that's Marley Purple and the orange, you seen, that's horror No Eve in my garden, F-R-uh, F-R-uh All the Gs in my corner, them boys so warriors Believe we deserve every leaf in the forest Kis and quarters layin' around my headquarters Borderline hoarder, you a mortal, I report her World on my shoulders but it's lighter than a clover I'm your b*t*h, baby, hold me tighter than a stroller System so solar, got white like Crayola Nut like granola all in your b*t*h rollers You never been in jail, I never been in a Corolla Then I roll a blunt 'bout as thick as a Samoan This is that six sh*t, the sickness is showin' The sickness is spreadin', the disease is growin' The b*t*hes is hoein', the witnesses knowin' The dollars are torn, they're fishin' for coins I continue goin', I get to the boar and I rip off his horns, six in the mornin' Then I just yawn and forget to mourn and Give to the star, it's 6, the reward
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