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O's
On ya new whip
All them dollars you getting don't make sense
Where u robbing at
Took your common sense
And mashed up w somethin that makes sense
Man

Want that shit by the pound now that's a good measurement
Gotta wrap it two times cause that shit got a heavy scent

We got xotti got xotti got xotti
My

by myself and now I mastered it (I'm good now)
Drum work mean all the guns got drums, that's just how bad it get
I shoot that nigga right in front

trynna see like i got someone in front of me
I bob and weave all that fuckery i keeps it pushin
I'm sweet like some wafers and banana puddin
I'mma kernel

mind is defined as an essential part 
B.O.B said airplanes are shooting stars
In fact
My timberlands are moon boots
The subway is a spaceship 
This city

Man I'm back
Getting 'em likes on the insta
Looking around-ke boile gae
Hip hop im here
S/O to Nelzy
'cause niggas be hatting-I don't give a fuck
Now im

Fuck it, it's under the rug
Take the good with the bad, the bad get trumped by the love
Fill a glass, raise it up up for my bruv
Reks, JFK, Term too

word when I say that I'm about
To blow

I've got fans by the hundreds who think I'm the bomb yeah the lyrics in my head continue
To be endless
My body is

like a PIE hella sticks with us like, COD
Keep me a tool like B.O.B
And fuck single moms, cause y'all fuck nigga free
Okay, okay, I said that kinda loud,

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

I curse With this song
Creep up your neck like a bob 
Fucked up your B and its Rob 

Need a plan B for this thot
Did she take it or not
We fuck for

the criticism.
I was told cutting wouldn't help but neither would anything else, so I didn't listen
As relief streamed down, I'd pop in forbidden earbuds and bob

A chick couldnt get a dollar up outta me
Just some good d
With her riding on top of me
And when theres beef
Aint gotta say as much
Just keep spraying untill

bullets off the roof
When my homies coming soon
In the room full of B.O.B., smoking off the truth
It's the truth in my rhymes and the flow that I consume

you felt O.K., 
Inspired by the hand speed of Sugar Ray.
He came real quite and he had no fear,
You got to close he put you on your rear.
Back in

Ganja fire from 2 by 6 raise to power 9 distance 
Goodness gracious 
O lo Far 
Don’t limit the vision 
Mirror the greats till We fit in the perfect

Trigger let that pop 
Can't move my legs like I'm paraplegic 
Pulled out uh tooth with no anesthesia 
Begging for my money look by Felicia 
I ain't no Mac

Young, Free and Single

Boney M.

Eye Dance

1985

Radio speaker: (not on album version)
Welcome to the radio show: young, free and single!
We got a good show lined up for you, let's have our first

running this shit like I'm cardio
Don't forget that I'm hitman
Knock em down one by one like I'm good with the dominos
College life we was smoking shit by

turned it down
Add 2 more o's
And maybe I'll
Think bout it now

Fuck it I'll do it again
They Don't know what I'm saying
But know I'm going in
They'll act

till four o'clock in the mornin'
I've been through so much shit, I got a helluva story

You say I'm cookin' now, but I've had the recipe
I've been doin'

the Alpha Dog who be holding it down
I'm still repping O, residing South Ridge
The same crazy cracker since the days we were kids
Times constantly change but

촌놈은 강하게
C-O-V-I-D 19 adios
My lil shatty 매일 mic 앞에
Life is good 그렇지만 mask on
반대로 가는 future 그리고 매스컴
경자는 메스꺼워
올해는 또 패스고 전부 뺏을 거
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Bills reach to the tree tips
If we do a remix
By then mine might reach to an eclipse
Peep this, I'll be out lurking by the beach
Backwoods packed good