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Help Me
You gotta help me baby, I can't do it all by myself (repeat 2x)
If you don't help me daddy
Gotta find somebody else
Put on your
I feel it's time we shape back up, baby
It's that time of year again
Don't Come Outside, Vol. 2 on the way
Y'all only rock with me 'cause I'm
my people on the front lines
People, my people are dyin'
And we see it all the time
Don't know where our future would be
If he's not here, how do
hood fame ain't cha?
Dig it, every time I do it, encore
Slide out the Lincoln with the suicide doors
Ma, and I'm blinging like Baby with all that
“MAKE ME SHAKE”
Lyrics by Julius J. Davis, Jr.
Music and Musical Arrangement by Julius J. Davis, Jr.
Music Produced by Chris Blood
Copyright c 2016
“MAKE ME SHAKE”
Lyrics by Julius J. Davis, Jr.
Music and Musical Arrangement by Julius J. Davis, Jr.
Music Produced by Chris Blood
Copyright c 2016
yo be loadin trips and sowin
Ya knowin, throw a fancy hover in the drowin
It's kinda pleasin a ray, so baby sit, no thank you heasin
Sneazin, now what
mornin'
Well well
Oh Lord, you know I felt pretty good, Yes I did
I began to stretch and yawn
What for Ray?
Just to see if I could
I
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
Yes! Yeah! Gang 107! Yeah! Yeah
People say Danger Jr. is one bad motherfucker! motherfucker! motherfucker
He kills the beat with the best flows
How many brothers doing time
How many fathers not around
How many kids up in these streets
How many
Starving Nothing to eat
How many think I'm talking
with "The Jr. Mack!"
You know I keep it pimping
Always find myself surrounded by pretty women
Do you SMOKE GOOD
Come on baby tell me can you fuck good
shawty scream
Gotta add some value, if you want in on my team
Niggas better watch out, get hit by a dirty beam
I been through some hard times, Father God,
it up off of me
So that's one time it saved my life
The way, the way, I, uh, I came by the name of Lucille
I was over in Twist, Arkansas, I know
hoed I ain’t one of them
Dope boy fresh pull up in the wheat timbs
Block baby ray Charles I can’t see em
Mad at his self because he can’t be him
Big ass
a passport
'Til I popped off and got a bag for it
Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court
Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard
'Ville nigga never seen
But, yo, on the real, though, more times
You know I mean, whatever, I don't care who call who nigga
And nigga, ray, ray, ray
Whether you agree with it
Ein Beauty-Channel-Baby, sie twerkt wie in TikTok-Memes
Groupie-sex Backstage, dein Girlfriend ist Billie Jean
Nehme sie wie'n Moonwalk-Slide von
route
Plaster road I make 'em proud
Wavyboy parker yeah I got them like wow
She said that she likes me I'm her type of guy
Get up in my whip baby yeah we
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
What up sunshine, my everything
You mean that much to me
You gon' get yours, get the best of me
We bout to have a good time
We bout to get high
I rise as day breaks
Clouds hide the sun's rays
Quick sand and mistakes
Smash walls to get through
I fight the good fight
Even on the bad days
It's
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