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Now where's the Napoleon at?
He should be too embarrassed to even walk back through this mother fucker
When he, when he comes down, this is what they gave him?
Somebody done gave him some shit he don't need
Are you serious, what the hell's goin' on?
He can't be that fuckin' crazy to come outside and do some shit like this
He's off some high-tech shit
Somebody done gave that man something else
Them niggas on them pills
Them bitches on them pills
Poppin' shit is why they can't pay they bills
They be sweatin' (sweatin'), they need gills
Fuck that chronic smoke, they want them chemicals
Them niggas on them pills
Them bitches on them pills
Poppin' shit is why they can't pay they bills
They be sweatin' (sweatin'), they need gills
Fuck that chronic smoke, they want them chemicals
Uh, you's a drugstore cowboy
Everything you put in your mouth look like a Altoid
Crazy ass niggas love a bitch named Molly (bitch named Molly)
Passed out on the floor, go and get a dolly
I saw your boy-boy in the street butt naked
Wormin' up and down 122nd
His momma tried to stop him and those youngers had to mob 'em
So cops tried to pop 'em but them bullets couldn't drop 'em
Damn
Them niggas on them pills
Them bitches on them pills
Poppin' shit is why they can't pay they bills
They be sweatin', they need gills
Fuck that chronic smoke, they want them chemicals
Them niggas on them pills
Them bitches on them pills
Poppin' shit is why they can't pay they bills
They be sweatin', they need gills
Fuck that chronic smoke, they want them chemicals
Baby, if you feelin' horny, take two of these and wake up in the mornin'
With a nigga snorin', you don't even know
And his half cousin and his little bro
Damn, are you a hoe from Idaho?
Hell yeah, especially off that chemical
Them fuckin' drugs'll take you that pinnacle