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HP 100 Years tell a nigga hate on that
Every time I do it man I do it for the hood
My granny never leaving gotta make sure she good
Gotta boss
I gotta get mine, you gotta get yours (yeah, Breed and 2Pac)
I gotta get mine, you gotta get yours (in the house)
I gotta get mine, you gotta get
who'll be the first to make the other cum
Sex in the city me and you one on one
Let's see who'll be the first to make the other cum
(christine mclean)
I
in this game is as big as us
If it is, you can tell 'em, we don't give a fuck
I gotta, hit 'em hard like Ronnie Lott
Defended by Johnny Coch'
(L-B-Dub)
(Y'all know what this is)
Only thing that keeps me up (ha), when I'm feelin' down
I don't know about you, but I gotta keep mines
barely know my name
What I'm tryna tell you is I ain't gotta tell you a fuckin' thing
I'ma show so you know
Niggas either do or they don't
And bein'
(L-B-Dub)
(Y'all know what this is)
Only thing that keeps me up (ha), when I'm feelin' down
I don't know about you, but I gotta keep mines
get mine,you gotta get yours
I gotta get mine,you gotta get yours
Get yours
Eternally thug nigga Hilfigure made by Tommy
So when I speak hope
don’t wanna see me go
All you gotta do baby is let me know
I don’t wanna be the one who's left behind
I just wanna make you
Mine, mine, mine, mine
Mine
follow by –
I'm young, fly dumb high
And a nigga 'bout mine
You know what's on my mind
And why I'm always on the grind
Cuz I'm 'bout mine cuz I'm 'bout
And please believe me, you don’t have to bet on me
‘Cause I’ll bet on me any day (any day, yeah)
(Ooh)
I gotta get what’s mine (yeah, yeah)
I gotta get what’s
she wanna be mine
Ace hood (mine mine)
Big money talking if you broke stay quiet
And watch how all my niggas in a club make a riot
Throwing honeys
Cause your hips don't lie
The way you move your waistline
Girl i gotta make you mine
I gotta make you mine, mine
Girl i gotta make you mine
Just give me
a trance
You pull in begging baby for one more dance
(building up a sweat)
If you really don’t wanna see me go
All you gotta do baby is let me know
I don
Wit' rent still?
A bitch won't make it past first
Base if I curve her
Unless she got Angels In The In Field
I keep a 40 below, a 45
You add the wind
on the cobblestone yeah
It's a trip when the leaves'll change
Make me rearrange how I see my age yeah
I'm a sucker for a starry sky
Let the cars go by see how far we
see me shine!
Don't wanna see me fly!
Don't wanna see me ride!
Why they gotta hate? (Hate!)
Steady hatin' mine! (Mine!)
Smilin' in my face, (Face!)
and fathers and dead niggas
For non-conformers, won't hear the quitters
For Tyson types and Che figures
Let's get it together, come on, let's make it
Gotta
cheeks and big-ass teeth
Make you look exactly like
Theodore off The Chipmunks
Bul don't get slumped, you a fan of mine
If you trip I grip this can of
Mine
you gotta get 'em blowed out
Dog, get a call, everything for the scram
Don't panic, don't panic
Fuck bein' friendly, nigga say what's on your mind
diamonds in the light
And we're standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine
What it takes to come alive
It's the way I'm feeling I just can't
will not show us the Grail, we shall take your
castle by force!
GUARD: You don't frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your
bottoms, sons
Something you should know about La La Love You Lyrics
Title: Don Mclean - La La Love You lyrics
If you wanna make me happy, here is all you
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I just gotta make you mine
I just
I
Just
Gotta make you mine
I just
I
Just
Gotta make you mine
I just
Gotta make you mine
I just
I
Just
Gotta
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