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nigga had a bad day, THROW IT UP

my bitches Had a bad day twerk it up

ask me what i'm drinking pour it up

now smoke it up, now we smoke it

nigga had a bad day, THROW IT UP

my bitches had a bad day twerk it up

ask me what i'm drinking pour it up

now smoke it up, now we smoke it

 

drinking smoking gettin torn up, anything i can to get my flow up

rappin is my life if you didnt know us, cause for us it dont fly when niggas wanna control us

so its bogus to try and find a nigga like this, slowin down the flow cause i think to quick

and sick, my whole life was filled wit devil shit, so shit i might as well drink and smoke

this stress is tough to cope, eatin and showerin wit a roach, both ways get the view

self made from my skin to my shoes, size 18 so i know im in the view

plus i love the limelight, who wouldn't if they love rhymes right, but i want more

money is just a whore, and imma use her till i hit the door, remembrance when im gone

that'll drive a man, out his ghetto into an unknown land, but I got into a jam

The real niggas understand, to be the man you gotta beat the man

im around fakes so i just kept it all in and started drinking,