*uh this shits smoothe. ay*

Purple and cohibas travel with a visa
And i ain't talking no fucking credit cards
I got red eyes on the red eye, flight
With a pocket full of dead guys, life
In the fast land stay right
Cause i won't slow down for you niggers showing brake lights, time is money 
so while im drinking cause im chilling with this freak instead of writing but the brain is so good its enlightment
Seventh blunt burned and everybodys drinking
We all hate being sober in the inside of the precent
Its that shit that you can smoke to, roll to, choppa flipped down and serve the whole crew, while we
Hustle the dough like Dominoes, double cheese
Just so we can rock the clothes with the double g's
Theres a hater in your side realize do your job cuz they just doin theres, this that fly shit

(this that fly shit)X3

I will never write down nothing in my bachelor pad,
My book of sins got some blank pages
What happens in Vegas, stays in vegas
Long as we keep them camera phones out the hands of them haters
24/7, 365 they know a 50/50 grind is a board slide, punkass
One time they be always hatin cuz they see this Range Rover without graduatin
Ya, burn one for my lil bro on the campus
I was too busy burnin tools cool i couldn't manage
Now my feet up like im in the hammock, with a panini sandwich, and all the bad bitches speakin spanish
I'm lol-in at these broke niggas
Moneys weight heavy and we heavy while you floatin nigga
But, but this that high shit, ya this that fly shit, call me the pilot, this that fly shit...
(this that fly shit)x3

Look, it turn me on when my lady give me top
And some red bottom heels and em Michael Kors watch
Rolls gold, she said i beat it like a young nigga with a old soul, and i give her
Nothing but that, sexual healing
And after that we Al Greenin and we repeating
Ya I'm nasty but you need it
Girl you got some tension in your life you need to let it loose
I'm just trying to give you peace i gave my ex the deuce
The night is young take this juice with this extra goose
I see you ready through my clear lense Louie frame
Your panties matchin my champagne, dang
Your such a P.Y.T. pretty young thang
And tell your friends come on or call em in the mornin
This spot is borin and your dress has got me turned up
And I'm tryna get it turned up, this that fly shit
(this that fly shit)x3<br />
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			     Thanks to Andy