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​brush my teeth*
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Ayy
Uh (Tell No Heart I'm finna get in my fuckin' mode), uh

Wake up, top of the mornin', cuttin' on the scale
I ain't even brush my teeth yet but I'm 'bout to make a sale
Fuck that, the feds watchin' so a n***a fresh as hell
Call me on my Nextel, hell nah, I can't leave a trail
We get money and these n***as not, so they mad as hell
N***a hate, catch 'em down bad, hit 'em with the shell
I spin tornado on a n***a block, now he sad as hell
He claim he big dog, that n***a pussy, I make him drag his tail
This shit real lifе, n***a, I ain't tellin' no story, this ain't no fairytale
Two choppers look likе they stuck together like that shit on Dragon Tales
She gon' be broke forever, boy you might as well just hang yo'self
If I ain't got at least a fiftyball, I ain't feelin' like myself
Road trip [?], whatever it take to get me there