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the back i feel like michael phelps
Thick redbone i told her let me take a swim
I'm so flexed up & i ain't no where near a gym
Love that Glock but i'm a go

the love
The streets on fire like the roads are too lit
Gettin' H.A.M. like I'm B.o.B ain't too lit I'm 4 lit
The feelin' in your heart is to proof you're

Ethiopia
Long time uno Skim uno Soon
Bold Please
Because Prainsing only Give
To the Righteous one
You love your Own
You want fi Destroy Me Own
I am Serious

When Pap talkin', stop talkin'
I was in the box with Bob Barker
I will backslap a nigga mama
Pussy niggas prayin' to see me under
Glock look like OKC

bout my God
Not about what pleases me
And I know they finna hate
But I love being cheesy
Told y'all I been signed
That's word to E-Feezy
And I'm always

that fake love
Make me hate love
Got me questioning
What your heart is
Really made of
Your biggest hater
End up being your day one
We was raised by

lived it
Cried about it I got scars to show I did my time
I fought them off so homie let me teach you all the ropes
Bob and weave, duck and move, mlb

that
Shorty she love me I told her shhhh
Just turn to ya back
Hunting this I'm out on a mission
I'm in love with these packs
stay on my hustle
I'm

tell by my aura is so evident
And if you made it out the jungle then hail you king
Cause loves not promised even though there are wedding rings
I sip my

a J and play Anita Baker, keep it player
I got bit by the love bug, got hurt
Gained from that experience, evolved into a monster
Feelin' like I'm Mac

it's very sandy
Bob bought a porche for his bro on Saint Patrick's
Keep it cool keep it cool always keep it classy
Never folded by the pressure
You

don't know yet (I don't know)
I hang with the killers, I stay with the mob
I be on business, they callin me bob
The hardest of days are when my heart is

barely got one to pump my body with love, got nothing for to lend her
It's just me Von, an his lady, and we inside a rental
It's just me my gun, an Effy

they give
You want love, I want love too 

I'm gonna get back up 
If they ever knock me down 
I will not say a word 
I won't even make a sound

Hey
Imma

Hard to Handle

Toots & the Maytals

Time Tough: The Anthology

1996

I say
I'm advertisin' love for free
So, you can place your ad with me
Once it come along a dime by the dozen
That ain't nothin' but ten cent

all night long
		DJ play my song, please let me speak my peace
		Pump it in the clubs, please just put me on

Verse :		I thank God it's friday cause you

rejected by myself instead
When you want someone to love you
But you do it with your hands
Now I feel rejected by myself instead
Singin'

(Get up out your

caged
Like when we speak they just faint
The blessing is so nice
All they do is try to take
But even if they try
We just know they love the taste
Its hard

Was at your crib we was staying up past ten
We was sipping on Bacardi
We was playing Bob Marley
Yeah, I miss you laying on me
I miss your lips

Get a mill by 2025, I got it mapped out
Huh, she den blessed me up and I ain't have to sneeze
Mac-10 with some cash on me, this ain't Mac and Cheese

I know poets with no penchant for words
In your time zone, smoking on the remnants of herb
Give me the penance of curb-biting, I'll skip to the step

his songs throughout the night
He said Excuse me while I kiss the sky
And we all partied on to purple haze with love in our eyes
So put your heart where

everyone I love is cool all issues resolved
Every little thing alright like bob marley song
Im just trying do right call me out when im wrong
I found my

dirt did work no guilt
Yessuhhh snake in the water they knowing I'm one of the ills
Tooly on me like the Bob who builds
I like how dollas feel (Dollas)
I