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dom kennedy - the 5 year theory lyrics

we exclusively in the studio
my n-gga casey veggies, my n-gga roccett
my n-gga tech on the boards
my n-gga archie davis
westside, opm, other people’s money
uh

verse 1: dom k
i seen a new porsche today, i’mma get my mom that
black on black vans for real, like i’m in combat
i get the same type of girls.. that lebron sn-tch
‘cept it ain’t no guarantees in my contract
true enough… f-ck you, i been through enough
told ’em it was other people money, then i threw it up
makes sense
sometimes shoppin’ is a day spent
i might be off coppin’ ‘fore i pay rent
might be on compton, get my whip washed
just so i can see her
just so i can see her do her lip gloss on it
man, this sound like i shoulda put rick ro$$ on it
n-ggas buyin’ rolexes with the tick tock on it
oh, that’s what time it is
i’ma let y’all handle minor biz
i must be where you always tried to get
cuz when i came up, n-ggas feelings came out
the cars pulled up, and the ceilings came out
the ladies came through and they t-tties pushed up
and just when she was ready to leave? i pushed up
and told her “hey baby, i’m crazy, but i drive a 650
i’ll drive to vegas if you dip with me
let’s shoot a video in the desert”
she said “you already did that”
i laughed was like “oh sh-t, how i forget that?”
make a quikstop at the store, get some zigzags
cold -ss bottle of water and some tic-tacs
my n-ggas buyin’ 6 packs, not kit-kats
where your homegirl live at? tryna hit that
i had two bottles of veuv’, don’t wanna chit chat
this is a world premiere, don’t wan’ miss that
didn’t have me in yo top 10? still get math
n-ggas ain’t figured it out? real sh-t lasts
i could stop rappin’ tomorrow and still get -ss
like back high school, in the mornin’, we used to skip cl-ss
told her “ooh girl you fine, wit yo thick -ss”

yeah
i said i told her “ooh girl you fine, wit yo thick -ss”
aye

verse 2: dom k
i love to watch her when she backin’ up
that -ss remind me of the baddest truck
a n-gga probably took her out once, uh huh, that’s w-ssup
i’ll have her at the house, cookin’ for me, packin’ lunch
my phone never stop ringin’, i get faxed a bunch
n-ggas playin’ video games, yellin’ “p-ss the blunt”
i be in the studio writin’, payin’ taxes suck
n-ggas lettin’ bullsh-t slide, come on, that’s enough
play wit my money? and die, that’s some tragic stuff
grew up on laker games, i f-ck with rambis tough
did a show out in boston, they think magic sucks
n-ggas do spend that money, i be stackin’ up
told her “you could bring your girl, y’all just lappin’ up”
seems like i went from….just pickin’ rappin’ up
to everybody new favorite rapper like fast as f-ck
i’m not the type that’s gon’ ask for much
i’m not the type that’s gon’
uh uh
just what’s owed to me
a lil’ patron, feel me?
some b-tches that’s gon’ feel me, some n-ggas that won’t k!ll me
n-ggas is grown feel me, i really don’t pop pilly’s
i listen to bob marley, the wisdom that god give me
tryna go platinum, just hopin’ that y’all hear me
i really don’t play ball, but n-ggas could ball feel me
uh, ha
like 50 cent on y’all n-ggas
i never heard a fly verse on sh-t from y’all n-ggas
so i don’t never wanna hear sh-t from y’all n-ggas
man i can’t even walk thru the f-ckin’ mall with her
uh uh
cuz she fine with her thick -ss
i can pick you up anywhere except 10th ave
haha
you need me, not slimfast
keep a dom kennedy shirt in yo’ gym bag
aye
girl you fine with yo thick -ss
girl you fine

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