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stunts
Young and I'm wildin', (?) try him
He'll call me Retch but your bitch call me Bryan
In Polo I'm stylin', it's all that I'm rockin'
If you catch

Bankroll got the bitches bad on the pole
Pull up to the club, I let it go let it go
They call me young Quavo throw
Young Quavo throw

We get ignorant in

Sho' ain't got a whole lot of time 
So shake you shimmy, 
Sister 
'Cause honey I sure is feelin' time 

7: The Ballad Of The Sad Young Men

Sing a song

so I

Get paid



Make 10 bands 

A week

Up in the D

Right where

The lions play



Play by play

I run it up

The middle

Call me D’Andre



Swift

Gonorrhea

Lil Wayne

I Am Not a Human Being [Digital Download]

2010

of tickets 'cause I live right by the station
I am tryna figure out why you so mad at me
Yes, I'm with Young Money tell the magazines stop askin' me
I be

To eat at lil Caesars
And chill wit them nerdy people
Cindy, sheen, and wheezer
Call me Jimmy Neutron
I'm inventing the movement with slick discretion

the chain
Of King George's reign
In a place they call Brandywine

Then clear upon a cold night air
I heard a suffering cry
A ragged band of hungry men
Were

The Show Must Go On

Insane Clown Posse

The Riddle Box

1995

arrival
Everyone was jolly and jittery
I waited for their wagons until well after dusk
That night, while I was sleeping
I was awoken by a cold eerie

Ten minutes was the warmup, nigga
Get in tune
You wanna beef? Let's meet, hit my Zoom
I'm callin' shots
You in the bleachers mournin' every move
I

coolest, how you do it?
can i get the answers
baby what you doing?, why you snoozing?
come and fuck wit us, get in tune
we some young niggas that's been

the next bitch
I flew by, up in that can’t reach
Dubai, sand dunes, yeah the best beach
The 'too live' gone cruise in the flip back
Million dollar babe

Fear of a Black Village
Fear of a Black Economy Fear of a Black Planet
Fear of Black Autonomy
Fox News steady keep
Tellin' me what I ought to be Will

(More fire)
More fire, fire more young blood (More fire)
Murder
This be war young blood
Oh nah nah oh my call 9-1-1
We gone light it up
More fire, fire

Dolarz
I was the first young nigga melting niggas
I gave y'all motivation
So if this ass whooping you taking Is your
Way of showing your token

cold
It felt like y'all wrote all those songs 'bout me and this life that I live in Dixie

The years rolled by and it didn't take long 'fore 
I was in

Drink Wit Us

Tha Alkaholiks

Firewater

2006

hip-hop babies, burpin' y'all
I'm on my motherfuckin thousandth curtain call
Won't go pop, but I burst the ball, I crash the party
When you hear J-Ro hit

Music gave me life so I'm real on every sentence
Young held it down when i was starving that's a friendship
I live my life till i die
Push it to the side

You walk through the door
Place is jammed
Lights are low they got a country cover band
Singing songs by Merle and hank
And one funny little tune

a hawk to you
The girl was scared to death
She said leave my ass alone I don't really want stress 
He said we know where you live
So better keep your ass

what about to tell
I live in a frame as the age goes by / As soon as a quake in the surface o’ mine

As coming the night, please awake…

And he’ll come