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Thomas H. Huxley

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When I Want
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You don't live and learn
You gotta get it how you live
Coke Boy baby
 
I got kush from California
I got bricks from Arizona
Hundred whips and they be foreign
Bad ***** from Taiwan
When I want, I'm blowing stacks
When I want, I hit the dealer
When I want, I blow her back
When I want, and I blow a mil'
When I want, we popping bottles
When I want, them *****es swallow
When I want, that coupe a mil
When I want, them digits bottle
 
I just got a whole brick from Papi
About to hit the stove, get it popping
None of my *****s moving sloppy
I said, meet me on the ave, *****, copy?
*****, mind your business
Them foreign cars, we in 'em
That blood money, we spend it
It got my partner a life sentence
Got me smoking on that OG
That granddaddy my granddaddy
That purp and yellow like Kobe
And all the drug dealers, they know me
I be rolling up with Snoop Dogg
On that drank with Kendrick
Ripping off my roof, dog
Juicy J, they trippin'
Whip it hard, 'til my wrist hurt
Got a hundred large on my wrist work
 
I got kush from California
I got bricks from Arizona
Hundred whips and they be foreign
Bad ***** from Taiwan
When I want, I'm blowing stacks
When I want, I hit the dealer
When I want, I blow her back
When I want, and I blow a mil'
When I want, we popping bottles
When I want, them *****es swallow
When I want, that coupe a mil
When I want, them digits bottle
 
Them *****s crying all day
We popping bottles all day
You see them leave all day
Them *****es slide all day
We counting money all day
I'm talking mils all day
We popping bottles all day
That **** for real all day
 
And I got white gold, got yellow gold
Got red gold on my neck
Now I got white hoes, got redbone
Got yellowbone on my ****
And that paper rain, 'bout ten K
And I ain't talking about ten karats
I been counting money 'bout ten days
My wrist and chains turned to houses
I done stuffed up that shoebox
I can't find my sneakers
Money six-five, my ***** high
Hit M.I.A. weekend
Man, them *****s choked, that wind broke
I think they on that dope
Hundred G's of that OG
When you talking 'bout that smoke
 
I got kush from California
I got bricks from Arizona
Hundred whips and they be foreign
Bad ***** from Taiwan
When I want, I'm blowing stacks
When I want, I hit the dealer
When I want, I blow her back
When I want, and I blow a mil'
When I want, we popping bottles
When I want, them *****es swallow
When I want, that coupe a mil
When I want, them digits bottle
 
All day
All day
All day
All day
All day
All day
All day
All day