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balled up my fists then went and beat up his
Like a fat fuck on a treadmill with a Twinkie hangin' by a fishpole
I'ma hit a lick and then run that shit

that a rocket, in the sky
Stupid bitch I'm fly
Fuck a nigga hoe, ghost like Casper, outta' sight
For my niggas I'ma slide, it's electric
Smoking on that

Aye, turn me up
Turn me up
What, what
Dr. Dre, chronic pain on my grave
East PA, Jersey on me like I'm Dr. J
Fill the room
Flower bloom smoke you out

for nobody, bitch, I'm me

Fat Cuban on my neck, this shit bust. 8th of cookies in this wood, this bitch stuffed
I remember I was broke, now I'm up.

bad
I seen some Trix
I'm a rabbit in that fat ass
Surfin' through the waves
I'm a captain when it clap back
Hang back
Fuck that
Lawn chair
The sand
With

in the morning I'm faded
Perky titties in the living room naked
I don't talk at all, that shit that she hated
Closed in, baby can't be invaded
Locked

Mad!
Would you ask if I'm ready 
Ready 
Ready 
I'm ready (Ready) 
Me life dark no mellow matters 
Have you ever watch shottaz 
Have a fat pussy gyal in

through the matrix
Mars
(Yeah, yeah)
What's the word?
Back again, did you miss him?
Star in the room kinda hard to dismiss him
This goes out to them niggas

lady luck I'm a crazy fuck i don't stay to tuck
If i pull up to her round 8 by 9 on the block
Outcome into income
I was in jail playing ping pong
Grew

up in the ocean with the bay high tide
Sail past all the bullshit with a wave goodbye
Float on the moon bitch don't fuck up our vibe
Make enough room

I might mix the pint of wock with the activist
Yeah I knew that was your bitch but I had to hit
After that leave her alone like absence
Fell in love

euphoria

Blessed by the Gods of sex and funk

We ascend to the skies in glory. I-



Want you to take a dose of me

Feel the rush of pain and ecstasy

Put

with the packs like the post man
She got a fat ass, and a Miami tan
I make million dollar hits in the living room
Shawty think she mine, what got into

Nigga, you just seen how
Fat guys don't get burnt, guys
Uh, yeah
Why you send a motherfuckin' mob, nigga

I feel like you playin' by my paper
I might

She comes up the stairs
Sees the fat lady on the wall
She turns to her right
And takes ten steps down the hall
The room on the left
Is where her

Yeah yeah u know the procedure

Smokin fat blunts Hittin that rifa

Talkin latinas in Ibiza

If it goes down u know that I'm beefin

Yeah yeah,

I used to be fat, until I did some sit ups
I took my time with it, and I saw myself
Long haired boy with a belly for a toy
Crying in my room, got no

must remain strong
It ain't easy in the streets
Yet we still carry on
Never easy for a Black man
We must remain strong

Yo make room
These streets is

doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that

right back
My daddy told me, if this ain't work
You'll be swingin' them hammers
I locked myself back in my room
And now I'm singing them hammers, no

DYSLM

Hodgy

Fireplace: TheNotTheOtherSide

2016

the stars
And I find it mighty bizarre
Like that fat tub of lard from D12
How do you like my new car?
This shit's a fucking V12
Windows roll up by

shape on lock - Juice 
Tearing down the block - ooo  
Lookin so much better 
With that juicy apple bottom

When She walks the room?
You won't hear a sound

bad bitch, that my word, yes I put in the work
So please do not disturb
I be looking cute having all these bitches mad
Cause I get it how I get it, by

an email, Omo I'm outta here
Had enough with the bull
Straight, cutting the crap my head is a house with room
Infact my head don dey hot, the weather in June