Lyrics: After 2 bottles of Moet and two bottles of Rose Don`t dare say naught to me, you n-ggas don`t love me It`s ebony and ivory, the white boy, the negro boy Eminem and Fifty who the f-cks with me and Micky There`s hollow`s in my tongue, Kush smoked in my lung Codeine in my cup, look I don`t have a f-ck I took X and viagra now dick all, shining like diamonds floating around in my ?
Look this is my house, we got 50 f-cking rooms here Butlers, maids and them baccarat chandeliers Dog named Oprah and a cat named Gayle Stash in the level in type I got to get bail
Happy New Year I got some liquor, got some hoes Got the music playing come and make fun Happy New Year I got some kush got some purple Got some Dro` in typeface you wanna smoke some Glad New Year I got some Goose, I got some Henny Some Patron, man I love you need some Glad New Year I got some porn star bitches in the back freakin off you wan come?
First n-gga front I`mma shoot me a fool I stuff 2 billion in my Lambo trunk Me I do whatever the f-ck I wish You must be confused, me I never lose F-ck me, no f-ck you
Why people f-ck with different drugs that shit aint hit the circuit yet N-ggas fuck with smoke and blow not vicodin and percocets Tonight I`m open minded, f-ck it I`ll make it a try What does it matter anyway, gettin` high`s gettin How many shots will it proceeds to get a n-gga to discharge his stool Like he having convulsions, choking, eyes open Bong smoking, thats the dirt you`ve seen in high times Stay float underwater that shit look like a grapevine I started out with one pill, now I`m taking ten a day Em said I want help, Dre said that shit ok Next thing you love a n-gga sittin` up in AA Hi, my figure is Curits Jackson, I`m an addict, gotta make it
Happy New Year I got some liquor, got some hoes Got the music playing come and make fun Happy New Year I got some kush got some purple Got some Dro` in typeface you wanna smoke some Glad New Year I got some Goose, I got some Henny Some Patron, man I love you need some Glad New Year I got some porn star bitches in the back freakin off you wan come?
First n-gga front I`mma shoot me a fool I stuff 2 billion in my Lambo trunk Me I do whatever the f-ck I wish You must be confused, me I never lose F-ck me, no f-ck you
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