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The Alumni
Choppin', smokin' weed
Choppin', smokin' weed
Choppin', smokin' weed
Choppin', smokin' weed
Yeah
Roll that Mona Lisa, boy, I'm smokin' reefer
That ruler in your speakers, listen when I'm speakin'
On hold no one, no one
'Bout to hit up cameo, we goin' dumb
Really that silly, I'm dreamin' of millies
Then billies and trillies, I keep it so trilly
My side bitch from Sicily, my girl find out then she killin' me
I just deposit the profit, I'm poppin' and popular
Come scope me out like binoculars
She say, "You cocky, you couldn't get cockier"
Showed her my cock, now my cockiness cockier, uh
'Member my first car, that Regal?
Drivin' with somethin' illegal
Yeah, my cap be as black as Don Cheadle
You bugheads get smashed like a beetle
They get on my nerves, so I stay in they ear
These niggas ain't G's, though that's how they appear
She suck while I drive, I'm like, "How I'm gon' steer?"
In her mouth like veneers, then I'm gon' disappear, voilà
Skyscraper
Man, I be so high, they call me skyscraper
Skyscraper
Man, I be so high, they call me skyscraper
Skyscraper
Man, I be so high, they call me skyscraper
Skyscraper
Man, I be so high, verse




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