Kunci: F# minor
Verse 1
What's up fool,
I got like 3 buck on the Rossi
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You don't want to get perved, nigga
You don't want to fuck
(...)
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Man, don't forget the ice man
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Oh, you want something to
Verse 2
O.K.
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Top of the line wine, Carlos
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Rossi
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Drinkin' on some of of that top of the line wine,
Interlude 1
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Verse 3
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(E- 40) Top of the line wine Car
los Rossi, man
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I drinks it all the time it's
extra satisfying
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Three of four times a day you
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Back and forth to the liqour shit buyin'
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Jugs and jugs of tha shit cause I'm addicted
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wit no denying
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Perving, swerving rannin' all
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in to the fuckin' curb and
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If I get one more wit
... than his curtains hung
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I can't cope,
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I guess I'm a alkaholik sometimes I hit tha chronic
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It's just like gin and tonic when
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5.99for a big ass bottle of Rossi
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Once you become a member of my
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drinkin' club you will find
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The key to set ya free so give it a try
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But don't mistake it for Chab
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lis unless you already high
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Spread the word get sprung and
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drink it with ya down chromes
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That's another word for sohobs, potna, folks,
homies
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Every motherfuckin' year
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We do this shit every other
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fuckin' day if not every day
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But anyway I want
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Verse 4
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Chorus
(B- Legit)
Hocus motherfuckin' Pocus
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The top of the line wine,
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yeah nigga that's the dopest
them motherfuckers notice
That we be down to jug from
the tallest to the shortest
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What's the name of that shit you
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and the Click be like fuckin' wit
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I keeps it on a hunch on the ... cause
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Fuckin' wit some shit that
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will send you to the curb
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And if you wit a bitch,
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Cause Rossi goes good wit
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Take her to the telly let
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Fired up some smelly then
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Bust a couple of nuts,
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hit the butt and than the grill
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Dick hard like I did time up
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What you fuckin' wit though?
Fuck wit some of that top
(E- 40)
Yeah nigga
Interlude 2
Carlos Rossi
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Verse 5
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Chorus
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Sunny day, sky blue, shit,
I think Imma barbecue
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Let me get my ass up outta bed and call
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up the whole motherfuckin' crew
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Ray you bring the chicken,
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Kaveo you bring the links
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Mugzy you bring the hamburger meat
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and I'll supply the drinks
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Shit it's good to be on damn it
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I got Sug a- T in the house whippin'
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4 slabs of ribs up in the refriger
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Bring home the .. I got tha
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.. and I can't be waitin'
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Well, what do you know,
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though the door comes Kaveo
(Kaveo)
You know!
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(E- 40)
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Mugzy and Tap that ass,
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Thick ass niggas like be
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- Legit and E- Duece
.... Mac Shawn,
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Mac D- Shot and Little Bruce
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The man behind the counter of
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the liqourstore loves me
Be ... and ready to hug me
On the strength that I done spend
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Over a G within a week on the Carlos
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Rossi
Outro 1
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