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Creedo

In Christian liturgy, the credo (Latin: [ˈkɾeːdoː]; Latin for "I believe") is the Nicene-Constantinopolitan Creed – or its shorter version, the Apostles' Creed – in the Mass, either as a prayer, a spoken text, or sung as Gregorian chant or other musical settings of the Mass. more »

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The bigger the bad, the bigger the offense
I can't keep off me
Ball out at Saks might pop me a tag
Let's see who really ballin
She one of the baddest, baby, get nasty
I ain't with all that talkin
I keep me a ratchet like Blue Magic
Baby, I'm just too saucy
Baby, I'm Creed, I'm back in the streets
I'm one of the stars, it ain't hard to see
Got two or three hoes, guess I'm pushin' P
They throwin' up four, they knowin' it's me
I'm back in the booth, they know I'm the truth
I ran with the gang I run with the troops
You get out your body, we shoot out the roof
I'm number one, I never been two
I see a fiend, I'm makin' a move
Sell a hoe a dreams she know what I do
She get out her body, I give her a bean
I catch a ball like no trampoline
Drop dick' her soul, drop dick her spleen
I f*ck a friend, it ain't nothin' but a thing
Thirty thousand cash, oh, what a feeling
We in Springfield, guess it's been a minute
We gettin' money like it's a printed
VVS is from the dentist
Fifteen up for the pendent
Nigga, I'm steal independent
Glock extended
Fifteen for feature
F*ck beefin' on the net
I really stand on business
Ayy, I always been first, I never been dose
Kick to the curb , cause that bitch do the most
I line up some coke, I'ma give her a dose
I'm out in traffic, and your bitch on the side of my car
And she shovin' my dick down her throat
That's word to her mouth, she tired of fuckin' with you kids
Now she wanna f*ck with a goat
Ayy, if Creed got the wheel, I'ma hop out the roof
This shit not some gas, you been smokin' some booze
I bought a F-N just to see what it do
I look in your eyes, you not tellin' truth
I'm lookin' at Creed like what should we do
Before he can say it, I'm bustin' my move
This shit could get violent, I got a couple young niggas
That'll turn this bitch to a riot
I never been broke, this shit not in my diet
I'm standin' on ten with my heat right beside me
Pass me the K, I'ma get out my body
If he got a problem, come see me about it
I'm from the city, I ain't doin' no cappin
No internet beefin', no internet rappin
I go by my way till I see him in traffic
Then get on his ass with a full automatic
Nigga

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