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We goin' big, we goin' in
We goin' big, we goin' in
We goin' big, we goin' in
Actin' retarded and drinkin' gin
[Verse 1: Masta Wutu]
Oh yeah I'm drinking got a cup that's full of gin
I've been going in for days like I'd do it all again
So what chu saying? Think the homie insane
Your girlfriend sitting all alone at home waiting me to ring
She waiting by the phone, she really wanna know
If I'ma get it in or if this sh** is just for show
I pour a couple shots, it's getting hot
Don't wanna stop
Whether or not, I wanna cop those brains and give that p**y knots
Cuz we've goin in ain't no signs of us slowing down
It's time to paint the town, I got that green, that purp that brown
So how you like me now? I'll put you video hoes on trial
Like my Netflix account, I've been getting bored easy
I was born wheezing for my own reasons
Sour diesel, og kush prominent through all seasons
I keep those small easels
To paint a perfect picture
Probably of a night we forgot
So get it all in ya
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[Verse 2: Matt.B]
I got my boys wit me, we bout to cause a ruckus
Guitar busting like deadbeats we all hustlers
These girls is all on us, we get the calls honest
To all my homies from EY, yeah we counting numbers
But i ain't trying to break the bank
Call me Dank Williams the third
Blowing ghosts out with the stank
Girl you want me to buy you a drank?
b**h that shipped has sailed
Matter fact it sank
Please don't break a nail
You been feeling me like Braille
You was too slow like a snail
I done picked another one to get it fresh your style is stale
I dont fail when it comes to getting skins
I know it all depends, getting retarded with some friends
From 1988 ever since, it's evident
That I break it down like sediment
While you haters stay malevolent
So call the ambulance, shorty We goin in
Acting retarded and drinking gin
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