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  • We still wading in the water...
    Cocaine, blunts, marinating in the water.
    Lean and took a puff, and then she gave it to my father,
    Used to take the bullets out so I could play with the revolver.
    Satan serenading ever since I was a toddler,
    Tell 'em talk is cheap...niggas living for the dollar.

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