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So you go ahead and leave?
I guess it's how it is, how it's gon' be
How you gonna try and flip it on me?
Air Max Plus cost 260
I been Sidney since I

tes finances,  et pouvoir respirer,
 Plus de couches et plus de tentes, moins de low cost plus de logement plus de taxes, sur l'import export,  conso

Ready for Whatever

T.I.

Paper Trail [Circuit City Exclusive]

2008

better tell 'em
I be here when the smoke clears and everythin' settles, for real
Can't afford the price of fame 'cause it cost too much
Plus these sucka

you so fly, let's go back, to yo pad
It cost to be the boss, I pay the cost plus tax

So every, day my nose, is up in, my notepad
You'll want to, keep

myself made a new me/
Glowed up pockets blue cheese expensive shoes wit a cool T/
I'm a boss so I do me I paid the cost plus a few fees/
Wash the V 4 times

the type to hold me tight at any cost
Plus He said the price was paid at the cross
Now I know you feel down
I know you feel out
But don't quit
In the darkest

as a boss, everything gon' cost plus tax
For the niggas in the back who be countin' me out
You getting charged surplus for that rigorous doubt
Free game
Haha,

the way getting washed up
This for my white girls shop at Cost Plus
And my black girls that done lost touch
With that inner Betty Shabazz
Out here streaming

I’m really lost here
Caught in the cross hairs
Paris got a cost plus a frost to belong here
Tried to walk the walk but I
Guess I bought the wrong pair

got Jody Husky sing you into a trance
Two of us cost 750 plus a ticket
One point seven, I shoulda got a Prevost
We ball the most
Who gone ball from

I'm the sickest with it

I'm the sickest with it
Watch it cost bout 60 plus a 10
Pockets crippin' bidness Benjamin stay wrapped in rubber bands 
cnd

(salty)
Patek cost fifty plus forty (Patek)
If you talking 'bout money involve me (come on)
I'm 'bout to hop in the Wraith or somethin'
I'm 'bout

The Ride

U.T.F.O.

Lethal

1987

And if I catch a flat, girl, give me a blow
'Cause I don't carry spares, cause spares, they cost
And plus my nuts are too hard to come off
(You dig it?)

Bitch I'm with the gang
Smoking gas right now
Pass me the lighter
I'm finna roll
My drip cost alot
Plus I'm hot like a stove
Yea I keep that fire

put gold in my mouth
I just iced my tooth up
Got this drip from the thrift
But my shoes cost two plus
I be kicking some shit
I ball like a hooper
I be

things

Whip cost 200 plus, really I don't give a fuck
I just got a check bruh, and I'm 'bout to fuck it up
Designer on my asshole, that's 200

5PM, phone blowin' up
Rambo with the zip costs
125 plus 20, drop that bitch off
Swingin' by the house, grab my nine piece
Rick Ross
Gotta drop this

the tags off, the pants cost six plus
In here smacked off a damn log, I only hit Runtz
Scam talk, unky getting grams off, he whipped up
Out in ATL, all

stretching a hundred bucks
Now my neck cost a hundred plus
Oh, I just be handling business
Cut a bitch off with the quickness
I ain't never have a damn thing
I

The Ride

DJ Red Alert

Speed Limit 140 BPM+, Vol. 8

1996

And if I catch a flat, girl, give me a blow
'Cause I don't carry spares, cause spares, they cost
And plus my nuts are too hard to come off
(You dig it?)

bustin'
I'm livin' plush', new crib cost a mili' plus (yes)
Six figures on every art piece that's hangin' up (yup)
You little niggas still spendin'

in the mall
Knot in my pocket I got from flippin' raw, uh (cash)
Whip the white 'til the shit fluff, uh
Shit on my wrist costs a brick plus
Fif'

baby (they miss they baby)
This Cartier cost forty-five, plus my teeth, that's a eighty (I lied)
Oops, I lied that's a eighty-five and I put that

at Fifth's - that’s Sak’s
And you know these Fear Of God’s cost like $1299 plus tax
And I only smoke Cohiba’s what the fuck you thinkin’ bringing me these