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purple haze - ice billion berg lyrics

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[intro]
that’s the purple haze
(ah) that’s just the purple haze (ah, ah)

[verse 1]
i’m drunk and i’m high, but i’m in the booth
and, sh*t, i can’t tell you what i’m finna do
no hook, no nothing, i’ma breathe on it
i’ma go in, i’ll put g’s on it
and, sh*t, i’on even know the better
five grand in my pocket, b*tch, i’m stoppin’ whatever
hop in my sh*t and peel on a motherf*ckin’ skinny’s
i’ma need some new ties any minute
one time for my n*ggas in the grove
my down south n*ggas stay ridin’ with them oaks
turnpike south, six pounds and a dope
f*ckin’ with the dro ’cause my man out of coke
stop f*ckin’ with the blue ’cause he ran out of that
double my sh*t, spent 10 grand flat
spent it on the watch and my phone got the time
n*gga, don’t be surprised if my phone have diamonds
free my n*gga shot, free my n*gga sed
rest in peace shawn, rest in peace dead
moose, stay strong, soup, do the same
every time i do somethin’, i mention you n*ggas names
and i’m mad that i got ’em
for my dawgs return, i’d trade every dollar
i never turn my back, i promise
for my motherf*ckin’ respect, i pass out problems
one time, n*ggas pass out choppers, al qaeda
wynwood, b*tch, call me osama
young n*gga, no cautions, i’m live, but slide the whole summer
you could bet yo’ bottom dollar, this rap game, i’ma conquer
i deserve a medal of honor
i treat music like i’m doin’ what bub did
jewelry on, in the crowd, on some thug sh*t
real n*ggas vouch for me, f*ckboys hate
i’m ninety grand up, crunchin’ on the throw away
me and my n*gga jy blow about a hoe a day
i ain’t talkin dipset when i say purple haze
[chorus]
that*that purple haze (that*that purple haze)
yeah, that*that purple haze

[verse 2]
who the h*ll is you, n*gga? let me see your boss
i’ll whack him and ask you if you need a job
it’s k!ll or be k!lled, n*gga, either or
i’m uppin’ guns that police never seen before
i make it rain ’til you can’t even see the floor
swagged out, so the b*tches want me even more
new j’s, fresh fitted in a lot of stones
it was murder she wrote when i got her home
my homeboy walked in, like, “you not alone”
that’s when i walked out, then they got it on
i was taught, “respect women, don’t love hoes”
money over b*tches, homie, that’s the thug code
you could run all you want, but you can’t hide
if you deadass broke, then you can’t slide
i stay chillin’ in the clouds, like i hang glide
it’s impossible to not mention my name, nah

[outro]
that*that purple haze, you feel me?
i ain’t talkin ’bout cam’ron when i say purple haze (when i say purple haze)

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