[Chorus - 2x]

Welcome to the purple world, it go down

Candy coated streets of crime, we grind

S Coup with the ceiling recline, we shine

Represent it till the end of time, cause it's mine



[Dirty $]

I'ma represent it I'ma make these boys know

I'ma hold it down for my dirty third coast, like a soldier at his post

I'ma stay up on my note, get four

Lock load and blast with my back against the ropes, I'ma

Come out swanging, doing my thang and

Grab the microphone and I'm a leave that hoe flaming

Boys looking strange and they girls stare too

Cause we hop out the roof, talking about what it do



[D-Reck]

On the late night, when the stars shine bright

Reck cruising through the purple world pearl flipping white

Smoking on some flight, some dime piece hype

About to head to the club spend some some money on the pipe

X got me heasy, still looking pretty

Put fasacci shades on when that bitch hit me

Loving is out of mind we shine and grind

Show you hospitality or put one up in your spine



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[D-Gotti]

Welcome to the purple world big cars, indo and cigars

And a lot of dime piece hoes down to do menagaes

Spit a rally dodging the streets slowed up

Home former suit of the drugs struggle and poured up

Throwed it downtown it go down after rehab

Trying to be sober in the purple world nigga you about to relapse

Damn them players and pass drugs out the room and

Come down slow, with a trunk full of boom



[Tyte Eyez]

In my room all I see, is pimping pens and hens

And chickens and pigeons and all they five feathered friends

In a benz, S Coupe with my ceiling recline

About to swoop through the breads with my head feeling fine

With a young fresh dime sitting on my elbow

Tippie toe, real slow and let my t.v. screens glow

Fo sho, Tyte Eyez is still all about his cheesy

Representing the purple world boys and girls please believe me



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[Big Moe]

I'm still a Barre Baby, still a Barre Baby

Hitting the boulevard top down that's Mercedes

Real on me, looking mighty throwed

High to Southside rocking rocking my earlobe

Feeling good, as you see me no more cup sipping

Sipping straight to the head, I smoke on the candy and dipping

I'm feeling mighty good, I'm crawling down slow

On tippity toe, Mo-Yo blazing a four

Uh, ain't got no braids, I keeps the bald fade

From the cradle to the grave, haters got to behave

Learn by me, M-O-E from the one that street code to the game

I'ma maintain, I'ma let my nuts hang

I ain't scared to sip more than you, I ain't scared to roll candy blue

I smoke dip, you never see me naked

Unless I'm in the bed, Big Moe I wreck it than check it



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