Life is such nuisance, but I keep on throwin' deuces
Smokin' doobies till I get stoned, like I locked eyes with Medusa
Where my muses, I need music
I need you to not confuse us
Boy my flows can not be cloned, just like Chance I got the juices
Ahh shit, I'm never losin', don't do truces, no excuses
Boy the way I ride this beat, you would think that I produced it
Got you choosin', I'm just groovin', rockin' Nike, I just do it
Y'all can't handle all this heat, that's why I just keep it coolin'
Ahh shit, I'm never losin', don't do truces, no excuses
Boy the way I ride this beat, you would think that I produced it
Got you choosin', I'm just groovin', rockin' Nike, I just do it
Y'all can't handle all this heat, that's why I just keep it coolin'
Now I know I got y'all frustrated
The way that I switch up the cadence
Wearing thin all of your patience
Mad cause y'all can't replicate it
In my Zen, meditate
Get high, medicate
Yo man, separate
My place, set the date
I'm throwin' up peace signs
Don't mean to cross no lines
But girl you look divine
My love, it need co-signed
So since you got the time
To run across my mind
I think it would be fine
For us to intertwine
Life is such nuisance, but I keep on throwin' deuces
Smokin' doobies till I get stoned, like I locked eyes with Medusa
Where my muses, I need music
I need you to not confuse us
Boy my flows can not be cloned, just like Chance I got the juices
Ahh shit, I'm never losin', don't do truces, no excuses
Boy the way I ride this beat, you would think that I produced it
Got you choosin', I'm just groovin', rockin' Nike, I just do it
Y'all can't handle all this heat, that's why I just keep it coolin'
Ah shit, nigga what?
Mortal Kombat, test your luck
Where you find that, Toy-R-Us?
This designed by Smith & Wesson
I'm with the shit, I flick my wrist
No magic trick, make money flip
Y'all love to bitch, be throwin' fits
Be runnin round with hoes n' shit
Life is such nuisance, but I keep on throwin' deuces
Smokin' doobies till I get stoned, like I locked eyes with Medusa
Where my muses, I need music
I need you to not confuse us
Boy my flows can not be cloned, just like Chance I got the juices
Big Mic - Deuces Lyrics
Big Mic - Deuces Lyrics
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Life is such nuisance, but I keep on throwin' deuces
Smokin' doobies till I get stoned, like I locked eyes with Medusa
Where my muses, I need music
I need you to not confuse us
Boy my flows can not be cloned, just like Chance I got the juices
Ahh shit, I'm never losin', don't do truces, no excuses
Boy the way I ride this beat, you would think that I produced it
Got you choosin', I'm just groovin', rockin' Nike, I just do it
Y'all can't handle all this heat, that's why I just keep it coolin'
Ahh shit, I'm never losin', don't do truces, no excuses
Boy the way I ride this beat, you would think that I produced it
Got you choosin', I'm just groovin', rockin' Nike, I just do it
Y'all can't handle all this heat, that's why I just keep it coolin'
Now I know I got y'all frustrated
The way that I switch up the cadence
Wearing thin all of your patience
Mad cause y'all can't replicate it
In my Zen, meditate
Get high, medicate
Yo man, separate
My place, set the date
I'm throwin' up peace signs
Don't mean to cross no lines
But girl you look divine
My love, it need co-signed
So since you got the time
To run across my mind
I think it would be fine
For us to intertwine
Life is such nuisance, but I keep on throwin' deuces
Smokin' doobies till I get stoned, like I locked eyes with Medusa
Where my muses, I need music
I need you to not confuse us
Boy my flows can not be cloned, just like Chance I got the juices
Ahh shit, I'm never losin', don't do truces, no excuses
Boy the way I ride this beat, you would think that I produced it
Got you choosin', I'm just groovin', rockin' Nike, I just do it
Y'all can't handle all this heat, that's why I just keep it coolin'
Ah shit, nigga what?
Mortal Kombat, test your luck
Where you find that, Toy-R-Us?
This designed by Smith & Wesson
I'm with the shit, I flick my wrist
No magic trick, make money flip
Y'all love to bitch, be throwin' fits
Be runnin round with hoes n' shit
Life is such nuisance, but I keep on throwin' deuces
Smokin' doobies till I get stoned, like I locked eyes with Medusa
Where my muses, I need music
I need you to not confuse us
Boy my flows can not be cloned, just like Chance I got the juices
Smokin' doobies till I get stoned, like I locked eyes with Medusa
Where my muses, I need music
I need you to not confuse us
Boy my flows can not be cloned, just like Chance I got the juices
Ahh shit, I'm never losin', don't do truces, no excuses
Boy the way I ride this beat, you would think that I produced it
Got you choosin', I'm just groovin', rockin' Nike, I just do it
Y'all can't handle all this heat, that's why I just keep it coolin'
Ahh shit, I'm never losin', don't do truces, no excuses
Boy the way I ride this beat, you would think that I produced it
Got you choosin', I'm just groovin', rockin' Nike, I just do it
Y'all can't handle all this heat, that's why I just keep it coolin'
Now I know I got y'all frustrated
The way that I switch up the cadence
Wearing thin all of your patience
Mad cause y'all can't replicate it
In my Zen, meditate
Get high, medicate
Yo man, separate
My place, set the date
I'm throwin' up peace signs
Don't mean to cross no lines
But girl you look divine
My love, it need co-signed
So since you got the time
To run across my mind
I think it would be fine
For us to intertwine
Life is such nuisance, but I keep on throwin' deuces
Smokin' doobies till I get stoned, like I locked eyes with Medusa
Where my muses, I need music
I need you to not confuse us
Boy my flows can not be cloned, just like Chance I got the juices
Ahh shit, I'm never losin', don't do truces, no excuses
Boy the way I ride this beat, you would think that I produced it
Got you choosin', I'm just groovin', rockin' Nike, I just do it
Y'all can't handle all this heat, that's why I just keep it coolin'
Ah shit, nigga what?
Mortal Kombat, test your luck
Where you find that, Toy-R-Us?
This designed by Smith & Wesson
I'm with the shit, I flick my wrist
No magic trick, make money flip
Y'all love to bitch, be throwin' fits
Be runnin round with hoes n' shit
Life is such nuisance, but I keep on throwin' deuces
Smokin' doobies till I get stoned, like I locked eyes with Medusa
Where my muses, I need music
I need you to not confuse us
Boy my flows can not be cloned, just like Chance I got the juices
Writer: Micheal Ford
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