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beautiful of a thing

Gimme your love
Gimme your love, she said
Gimme your love, she said
Gimme your drugs (1,2,3,4)

She said, "these drugs make me who I

from beyond my cornbread made by Jiffy and we don't do Krusteaz
(?) gang them swishers and them mouths you keep away from me
We full of lean shout out

The Heat

Lil Wayne

Tha Carter

2004

Fuck with me, you know what it is

I shoot you arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater burnin' bruises on my hip this year
I shoot your arm, leg,

Fuck with me, you know what it is

I shoot you arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater burnin' bruises on my hip this year
I shoot your arm, leg,

the best then
It's cause Im heaven sent lil baby go say amen 
Everybody love me lil hoe go call me Raymond
Your MCM be hella slow go ahead call him rain man

even I know that she fell in love with the lifestyle 
Tryna make my monthly income five times, she likes the lifestyle

I don't feel love
They showed

Unable
To find love
Unstable
V for Vendetta and Vlone
Look how far I've come
What I've become
Soy un santo, un leon
Mira me en acción

Unable
To find

Buy a Heart

Meek Mill

Pinkprint [Deluxe Edition] [Clean]

2014

it's levels to this shit, I'm a G5 nigga
And every city I be in, you know she fly with us
It's like Hov got Bey, it's like Bey got Jigga
Really though

The beat leave it trampled When I give it the stamp of approval

That's the thing they've been losing When they're choosing to pass me
By no longer a ride

Zo been gone for a lil while this shit been all bad
Growing up with this pain in us
It don't come with love so how can I love someone
What I be so

I Ain't That Nigga

Twista

Adrenaline Rush 2007

2007

(holla-lu-ya).
And No I ain't a Vice Lord, But I kick it with niggas that bang that shit to tha left.
C-V-L love tha BL, them thug folks that love low, down with

by that law
And I'm shooting this stick I ain't throwing no paws
Nigga throw up the pack an I'm getting em mossed
Nigga I'm having, don't look

Give me some time, I think Imma be late
20 minutes, I'll be there by Eight
It's been a day, baby, cut me a break
Whatever I, uh, yayo
Give me some

Went from the bleachers
To start on the floor
Hit buzzer beaters check the score I don't fold
I been the goat
They love this flow
When I go super mode

And everybody saying you don't love me, but they tellin' lies
Bustdown Patek and it's filled with ice
I don't want you to cry
Baby, don't cry
Don't cry
Me and my

the bitches love this shit, love the spit
Like, trying bite my bottom lip now she on a dresser
Went from a kiss to the tip now it's yes sir
Yelling God bless

the same
Five bad bitches forgot all their names
Sipping on lean I can't feel my face
Mix it with Cali go straight to the brain
Yeah sipping this lean go

the love the happy days when we would sing my songs
Most my music bout you even to this day
The love I had for you was indescribable
I don't even cry I know

hustle
Ring up the kid custom kit know it cost or somethin'
It's cool
I'll get percents back first in the morning
Soon as I clip this mix pushing

za in my body baking (baking)
I got, I got anger in my body ragin'
Got this pain inside my head, that shit just called a headache
Roll up a three-five

In this time
On your road
By youself
Just be health
Let's create
You can made
No need to hate
Be titanate

Boom boom boom
Boom boom boom
Boom boom

Used to serve it by the zip 
Now it’s by the P 
Phone buzzin so damn much 
I can barely speak 
Cause all this mother fuckin Money Got me so damn geeked

FREE RIDE
Words and Music by Dominic T. Kelly

Just sit back and buckle
Got my world packed up in this pick-up truck
Headed out west gonna make my

Guys like pretty girls in the world (Let's get this know what I mean?)
Women love men with money (Oh shit you got my nigga Carl on this too?)