[Verse 1] 

And in here is where the heroine bore you 

And I also got a large pot of cigarette or you, that 

Embalmment fluid illiterate are you 

That’s ok man I got the medicine for you 

I got, I got, I got the infediment for you 

Got that vitamin D or UG for your shorty 

One window to let the dawn in 

Cuz we hustle in this bitch midnight to morning 

We dump in and pump out 

I showed you this window for you to jump out 

You on the backyard lawn where a nigga got the ganja growin 

No cats or dogs, rats or snakes, Sam’s or Jakes 

Round here its all gravy, ham and steak 

Mama cookin that up here have a plate 

That’s mama Carter she’s a basket case 

But I make sure her sandwich is a napkins straight 

You pic wit this picnic and I’m at your face 

I say I’m at your throat, this was the carter slam the coke, go

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