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Yeah, it's time to pack Luggage full of dreams with the tags still intact But the plastic's still wrapped, I haven't opened it With my feet up on a top floor screaming Jesus But I want more, it's all good, though This feel like that blow a pound with my dawgs on my Suge flow They love me in the hood. Shout out sauce spreading CD's round the discount mall like a virus Bosses choking, hope your employees know how to do the Heimlich