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and
Don't look to expected ends
Plotting the points out
Keep treasures in storehouse
The fat of the earth
Speak blessings from your mouth
See the birds they

the most progress
Winner is the fuckin Prison-Industrial Complex
For every nigga in some handcuffs
Fat greedy white man finna get his bands up
But if he

need a lil water
Real swift
I came on the beat like Swiss
It's Dip
I came on her tits
Now she wanna know the kid
But she can't come in
Not by the hairs

tramadol be boys like procold

I gat a bottle of pepsi
Anabella collect am drink now she's in my room feeling tipsy
Telling me naughty things that her pussy

the three
But the fact is every shot is blocked by me
I dont even know how to dribble or shoot
But I can beat your ass even if I played in a suit
If I was

to the booth and support me
Done 28 days in the trap
My pockets fat now the girls adore me
Thank god for the trap
Cuz I was living my life so poorly
Them days

Gossip

Classified

Trial & Error

Walk in a room with my hands on my side, head raised
All this gossip and talking reminds me of my web page
Y'all people give me headaches, it's

ini plek we in the place bitch
House party playing Puffy, Biggy, Mase bitch
The same bitch why you always on my case bitch
Besides being fat you also

Who Run It

Three 6 Mafia

Three 6 Mafia Presents: Hypnotize Camp Posse

2000

war, we can do some stickin' and movin'
We can meet in the middle of these streets or in the middle of this rain
I can pop your chest, blast the Glock,

Self Suicide

Goldie Lookin Chain

Straight Outta Newport

2005

around
Elvis is dead for being fat, 500 pound
Kurt Cobain's rich as fuck he's buried in the ground
Jimi Hendrix and his amp still ain't makin' no sound

It′s only one bad nigga and that's me
I′m the Rhinestone Princess the baddest of them all
When I walk in the room mayne I make these bitches crawl
I

Never

Fredo

Tables Turn

2018

had a young nigga rotting
Paper was low, so us young niggas robbing

All of these Loubs in my room it's a wonderful problem
Mystro's home, that's my

I'm stuck in the back room
Ten sauce trays to fill, got to wash my shirt soon
First table of mine is anxious to meet me
Cause they're in a big rush

[Juelz Santana:]
Catch me where you catch me
find me where you find me
in the hood or on the island
im probably by a palm tree
skull gang chain nigga

of the goons
Faiz Jade Kheggeh in the room
Only flames and vibes with Meeks on the tunes
Like wagwan nabs let's tell em how it do
Yeah said we chilling with

the bity
Mo chick in my trap in some Yeezy clothes
My bitch bag GG, but her diamonds VV though
Baby Glock by my cock, told her be careful
Gettin' slop, in

to ya chilling at home with ya oh yeah oh yeah
No these rappers they can’t fuck with us
Hit it while your mama in the room right next to us yeah
Going

Confessions of a Big Brother

Arab Strap

The Last Romance

2006

I used to be so proud of thinking I was such a liar
In the covert world of romance, brother, I was just a try-er
Woman was the enemy and victory

shawty in my room
So I be floating back
You can blame the Vega pack

It's the return of the Mac
But she ignoring that
Just slide them hoes under the mat

Always the highest in the room 
I’m a beast in the booth 
Matter of fact I never play by the rules 
You didn’t know I’m MJ with the moves
Oh snap take it

This been a long time coming
I’ve spent a long time running
It’s been a long time since making music with my cousin
Locked in his room for days
Who’s

I want to be left alone
All by myself's where I want to be
Will you stop bothering me
Stop Hollering at me
Just leave me alone

Man i Need a space

over put 'da bag in 'ha boobs 
Bitch from 'outta town I smash at 'da room 
Got my own shit on repeat on "iTunes"

For real
Young 'niggah 'eatin 'niggah

I want to be left alone
All by myself is where i want to be
Would you stop bothering me stop hollering at me
Just leave me alone

Man i Need a space