Bout It brokeNCYDE

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[Verse 1: Se7en]
Chillin' at the crib and get wasted
If you [?] get naked
Party in a prime location
Tell your girlfriend to bring her best friend
She [?] steal [?] I tryna laded
Get you faded, it's complicated
We just popped a pill, levitated
In spaceship we in the matrix
[?] vacation, got my flame on
Tryna get my break on
Double cups of that Grey Goose
Chillin' with a [?]
Tell a pussy [?]

[Chorus: Se7en]
Put your motherfucking hands up in the air, if you got it
Put your motherfucking bottles in the sky, make it rowdy
Gotta motherfucking [?] in this bitch, if you got it
Put your motherfucking hands up in the air, if you got it

[Verse 2: Mikl]
Pound if you ain't all about it
Yes, it's all weed, the money counting
Keep that ass in, titties bouncin'
We're the kings, yeah
No need to announce it, hold up
We came here to turned up
We a here to throw up
Hey, [?] to [?] up
[?] up
I'm only gonna tell you once
Don't make me tell you twice
I'ma really nice guy, but don't cross me
I'ma burn you then take your life