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PRIME SUSPECTS lyrics : "Tweekin'"

[chorus]
I sold me a half ^!$$%
Now, I'm gon to get a bundle a bundle a bundle


Just give me some !@(%
I need it in my life

^!$$% I'm reachin bad
For that undertaker let me get before I get mad
That straight up powder got me $#&@ed up

Duckin now I'm $#&@ed up
I need some dope that fire brown stuff
Open the bag and let me get mine

Some of that Mexican Mudd, before I buzz
Pass my straw so I can get high
Me I feel like I can flizy

I don't know the reason why
I feel like I can never ever die
That cocaine powder be havin me bailin


Cause ain't no white dope, no white !@%!e
Gon be better than that inhailin

I'm sellin quarters just to get some
Some of that gangsta dope
Go down my throat

And have buckin like I'm gon nuts
I'm goin by my old lady shes (*##$in
I'm diggin in my pants itchin

Bout to come down with that gangsta sickness
$#&@ dis I'm bout to get my swerve on
Swerve on bout a G and get that dope so I can calm my nerves

He was chillin on the phizone
Talkin to my boy Ron
Buckin like a buck off that !@(%


[chorus x2]

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