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werdoze
[hook]tell me what you know bout us (4x)
spreez- we are those young fly guys, maybe high
tell me why
b-meadz- we are those dumb fly, stupid bidrs in the sky
s- we r doze came up. 2 weird n-ggaz, man how they gettin’ bucks
b- we r doze same stuff, so we remain us

[verse 1]
s- we r doze different gifted, b- spiritual lifted
weird the system didn’t miss em’, so explicit, persistence into existence
hol’ up. switch ya chill pill prescription
hol’ up, can’t ever change up like a pitcher
po’ up, it’s kewl-aid in my pitcher, n-gga listen
k!llin’ evil while sippin the liquor
these n-ggas trippin, fall in maybe l!ck her
liquid drippin, tweetin pictures should i mention
ridin on paint, smokin’ on stank, eyedrops for the bank
ok, to la ain’t no place like homma
but i, feel koo-koo, smoke got me on kewl kewl
eyes red, high as h-ll, but heaven is here, god is real
isreal, seriously we need millions, weird war for a little peace
syria
we k!llin them, they say it get lonely at the top
but i brought the whole fam cuz thats all that we got
w8, hold on
idgad, werdoze new pac
[hook] werdoze (5x)

enter weirdzone rise again

we’ll show you the love
meadz- i see ya young shorty, i told her that i be there shortly
nod at her smile at her, but there’s more to the story
she say she want my woody but this ain’t toy story
spreez- i be up in da club, cuz the girls dont like no scrub
so i pemp these hoes, gator boots, eat shrimp, these close
m- my thrift sh-t be cold, fresha denna b-tch you know
s- and i’m trynna sip clicquot
m- that’s just the way sh-t go
s- that’s my rapper style
m-trynna make it off rappin’ now
s=real life no actin, pow! fashion styles and retweets ain’t important
m-you just need to be you, bein’ real is important
s-bein weird is important
m-same thing
i approach her with caution, don’t want her gettin’ mixed feelings
when i’m still gettin it in wit my x
love bring pain, she tellin’ me that she happy
love me baby, but don’t call me papi
but now days these women be nasty, they f-ckin’ n-gga after n-gga like
what do you value?
pretty yellas wanted the popular fellas
now they yellin i’m the fella. no comparison

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