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Classified - No Pressure Lyrics



Classified - No Pressure Lyrics
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[ Featuring Snoop Dogg ]

It's Classified, baby
It's the weekend
On the East Coast
Got a little crazy last night
Woke up in the back seat
Of a row boat
No clothes, no phone, comatose (you ready? Always)
I guess I dove off (yeah)
Of the deep end (light it up)
Now I'm just paying the price
High cost of living
Guess you get what you give in
No pressure no diamonds
No, no pressure, no
No, no pressure, no (yeah)
No pressure, no diamonds (no pressure)
No, no pressure, no
No, no pressure, no
No, no pressure, no diamonds

This is for the rogue soldier, dope smoker and home owner (yeah)
Show closer, show boater and stone thrower
Party people and the people staying home sober
This for the ones who give me love and the cold shoulder
I do this for the low-rollers and the YOLO-ers
Go-getters and the Monday morning no-showers
This for the high-rollers, with no chauffeurs
And the ones who ain't got nothing to hide, like comb-overs (yeah)
Take a spiced rum (yeah), with a little cold soda
I'm the giving type, organ and bone donor
You can feel the pressure building as you grow older
Grind hard, yeah I told ya
This is for the

Weekend
On the West Coast (and we)
Got a little crazy last night (c'mon)
Woke up in the back seat (yeah)
Of a row boat (I had)
No clothes, no phone, comatose
I guess I dove off
Of the deep end
Now I'm just paying the price
High cost of living
Guess you get what you give in
No pressure, no

Fresher than fresh
Yes I'm the best
No pressure nonetheless (nah)
One might come test
Until they figure out
This nigga 'bout
Knockin' the bitch
Gettin' this brick
Taking a trip
And having a sip
I made your girl want to skinny dip
When she seen me
Rub my nuts three times, I made your bitch a genie
She made my dick disappear then reappear, do it then
Gave it to her best friend, lube it down
See I don't even know where I'm at (but we smokin')
Somewhere in Nova Scotia, Canada, bustin' the mack
You see pimpin' ain't got no restrictions
I'm your DJ while I'm stayin' in the mixin'
Fixin' the batch
I woke up with a bad bitch in my lap, my nigga
'Cause I'm cool like that
See it's a Monday, a fun day, and one day I'll quit
But until then, my nigga, we gon' just get lit

'Cause it's the weekend
On the West Coast (West Coast, baby)
Got a little crazy last night
Woke up in the back seat (yeah)
Of a row boat (I had)
No clothes, no phone, comatose
I guess I dove off
Of the deep end (but)
Now I'm just paying the price (c'mon)
High cost of living (ha ha)
Guess you get what you give in
No pressure, no diamonds (Classified)
No, no pressure, no (big Snoop Dogg)
No pressure, no (this is so official)
No pressure, no diamonds
No, no pressure, no
No, no pressure, no
No pressure, no diamonds

Yeah
I know I'm gonna pay for this tomorrow
'Cause tonight we going in like a porno
And tonight we going hard like a porno
And then we gonna eat out or DiGiorno
I'm worn out, with a sore throat, and hungover
I'm a train wreck, rain check, I done told ya
These late nights and early mornings soon gotta go
I guess I can't expect to hit the highs, and not the lows
I'll pick my battles, I ain't tryna do this every night
Trying to slow it down so I can party long as Betty White
No pain, no gain
No pressure, no diamonds
Let's grind all day for all my people surviving
'Til

The weekend
On the East Coast (East Coast, ya'll)
Got a little crazy last night
Woke up in the back seat (what?)
Of a row boat (I had)
No clothes, no phone, comatose
I guess I dove off
Of the deep end (but)
Now I'm just paying the price
High cost of living (high cost of living)
Guess you get what you give in
No pressure, no diamonds (no pressure)
No pressure, no
No, no pressure, no diamonds (yeah, c'mon)
No, no pressure, no
No, no pressure, no
No pressure, no diamonds

I mean this is some Classified shit right here man
Big Snoop Dogg
Coming at you live and direct
Straight from the mother f*cking West Coast
Yeah, we in Nova Scotia
Dig that
It don't get no realer than this
I mean this is the realest it can get, man
This is realer than real, you feel that?
Get in the back and feel that
No pressure, no
You can smell it through the bag
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
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It's Classified, baby
It's the weekend
On the East Coast
Got a little crazy last night
Woke up in the back seat
Of a row boat
No clothes, no phone, comatose (you ready? Always)
I guess I dove off (yeah)
Of the deep end (light it up)
Now I'm just paying the price
High cost of living
Guess you get what you give in
No pressure no diamonds
No, no pressure, no
No, no pressure, no (yeah)
No pressure, no diamonds (no pressure)
No, no pressure, no
No, no pressure, no
No, no pressure, no diamonds

This is for the rogue soldier, dope smoker and home owner (yeah)
Show closer, show boater and stone thrower
Party people and the people staying home sober
This for the ones who give me love and the cold shoulder
I do this for the low-rollers and the YOLO-ers
Go-getters and the Monday morning no-showers
This for the high-rollers, with no chauffeurs
And the ones who ain't got nothing to hide, like comb-overs (yeah)
Take a spiced rum (yeah), with a little cold soda
I'm the giving type, organ and bone donor
You can feel the pressure building as you grow older
Grind hard, yeah I told ya
This is for the

Weekend
On the West Coast (and we)
Got a little crazy last night (c'mon)
Woke up in the back seat (yeah)
Of a row boat (I had)
No clothes, no phone, comatose
I guess I dove off
Of the deep end
Now I'm just paying the price
High cost of living
Guess you get what you give in
No pressure, no

Fresher than fresh
Yes I'm the best
No pressure nonetheless (nah)
One might come test
Until they figure out
This nigga 'bout
Knockin' the bitch
Gettin' this brick
Taking a trip
And having a sip
I made your girl want to skinny dip
When she seen me
Rub my nuts three times, I made your bitch a genie
She made my dick disappear then reappear, do it then
Gave it to her best friend, lube it down
See I don't even know where I'm at (but we smokin')
Somewhere in Nova Scotia, Canada, bustin' the mack
You see pimpin' ain't got no restrictions
I'm your DJ while I'm stayin' in the mixin'
Fixin' the batch
I woke up with a bad bitch in my lap, my nigga
'Cause I'm cool like that
See it's a Monday, a fun day, and one day I'll quit
But until then, my nigga, we gon' just get lit

'Cause it's the weekend
On the West Coast (West Coast, baby)
Got a little crazy last night
Woke up in the back seat (yeah)
Of a row boat (I had)
No clothes, no phone, comatose
I guess I dove off
Of the deep end (but)
Now I'm just paying the price (c'mon)
High cost of living (ha ha)
Guess you get what you give in
No pressure, no diamonds (Classified)
No, no pressure, no (big Snoop Dogg)
No pressure, no (this is so official)
No pressure, no diamonds
No, no pressure, no
No, no pressure, no
No pressure, no diamonds

Yeah
I know I'm gonna pay for this tomorrow
'Cause tonight we going in like a porno
And tonight we going hard like a porno
And then we gonna eat out or DiGiorno
I'm worn out, with a sore throat, and hungover
I'm a train wreck, rain check, I done told ya
These late nights and early mornings soon gotta go
I guess I can't expect to hit the highs, and not the lows
I'll pick my battles, I ain't tryna do this every night
Trying to slow it down so I can party long as Betty White
No pain, no gain
No pressure, no diamonds
Let's grind all day for all my people surviving
'Til

The weekend
On the East Coast (East Coast, ya'll)
Got a little crazy last night
Woke up in the back seat (what?)
Of a row boat (I had)
No clothes, no phone, comatose
I guess I dove off
Of the deep end (but)
Now I'm just paying the price
High cost of living (high cost of living)
Guess you get what you give in
No pressure, no diamonds (no pressure)
No pressure, no
No, no pressure, no diamonds (yeah, c'mon)
No, no pressure, no
No, no pressure, no
No pressure, no diamonds

I mean this is some Classified shit right here man
Big Snoop Dogg
Coming at you live and direct
Straight from the mother f*cking West Coast
Yeah, we in Nova Scotia
Dig that
It don't get no realer than this
I mean this is the realest it can get, man
This is realer than real, you feel that?
Get in the back and feel that
No pressure, no
You can smell it through the bag
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
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Writer: Luke Donald Boyd, Calvin Cordazor Broadus, Morgan Paige Kenney, Jamie Richard Patrick Robinson, Dave Patrick Sampson, Gordon Francis Sampson, Carleton William T Stone
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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