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Dangerous Dame

I Got What You Want

on the scene
I'm super supreme, makin' it dope, so call me a dope fiend
The Dame, who came out the blue on the blue tip
You want me to fall, you better watch

Why they ? 
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Hook
We them niggas that turned nothing into something 
You don’t gotta ask me you know that I’m

Like you finna die by the gun
Man, you smell like corn chips, This got me weak, man, I'm done

You see how I'm switchin' the flow on 'em, I keep goin',

they get to sinkin'

Hoppin' out on feet, passion pit, I take a walk
Machine gun stays by my side like I'm Megan Fox
Them boys playin' air guitar,

life got me goin crazy
But I know that god will bless me with someone that I can call my baby
And I gotta stop caring bout all the people that fade me

that go by Sally
Sadly I don't know what I owe this hoe exactly
Heading down the road to success but I'm in a taxi
And I'ma get out and run, I hope that

the grass I can see em on the prowl
Before they go and strike let me go and call em out
Everybody ain't yo friend 
Let's go and cut em down
Breathing life

ready? 
Oh, eeny miny mo,
Tag this dude with a left hook blow.
Get it on crazy street.
Run up, run up, get up, set up.
I've been ready, getting setty,
Lost

the fucking haters hate it

Here comes the mighty ones they call whiteys
This is cinematic but ain't
Directed by Spike Lee
It's La Coka, not 40 Acres And A Mule

the chrome
Call the ruca on the phone, let her know I'm home alone, its
Seven thirty and the sun is going down, its a
Summer night and the fun is going down

Flip

T-Squad

T-Squad

2007

the hook, you know it's gonna catch ya

Every time that I feel that bass, yeah!
My heart starts beating at a faster pace, a faster pace
So kick it back,

Summer Nights

Lil Rob

Twelve Eighteen, Pt. 1

2005

the chrome
Call the ruca on the phone, let her know I'm home alone, Its
Seven thirty and the sun is going down, Its a
Summer night and the fun is going down

scratch-off's
No winners, all losers
I'm even playin', prayin'
For the day that I can go
And call up the movers
Yo, my cousin got caught
Hustlin' by the FEDS
It's

Hook


Any time


Night or day


Sun or rain


I know they gone slide


For me


Right away


One call


We all involved


I know they gone slide

main mans a burger so
I'ma call you "French Fry"
Just made ten, still got crust in my left eye
Big Moncler
Fuck around and tuck a rocket launcher
Boy

the past will get witcha
Five on five, nobody picked ya
Ain't no 'next', you out the picture
Brown baggin' liquor you and her bicker
Life crawling by

What are we to produce but direction through song, controlled by motions flow to lift? Commence victory showmanship! Jeah!

HOOK:
POWER TO THE PEOPLE!

hot


See I don't give a fuck
You disrespect my man then
I'm scheming on you
Shut your fucking mouth if you ain't
Fam then I'm swinging on you
Pull out

(You're crazy) On the Jaguars
Fuck it, on the Jaguars
I'm a Pats fan, put a thousand on the Jaguars

People enslaved by their psyche
They follow the rules

Sky's the Limit

Dres

Sure Shot Redemption

1999

Tower..when I reign..do more than 

Shower..No baking soda, come back story - I devour...delete, 

Destroy - 

Prime time, by the hour - Grand Rapids -

Kanye, 2009

Sho Baraka

The Narrative

2016

why you salty
Lot's wife taught him well
On why the Sodom call me
Probably cause I'm snatching bodies out the fire falling
Light a match and ask

[Hook: Bruno]
If it ain’t about the bag I ain’t going out 
Fuck being broke I wan’t the cash now 
24/7  with my woes 
Yeah we on the grind 
Chasing

in the bass
Find me in the bass
Find me in the bass 

When the trunk goes bang
And the speakers go BOOM
Damn I miss my subs
Gotta go hook them up soon

bring up my past but God changed it
I got a new destiny. He brought out the best in me 
God is blessing me
I never sold my soul to the devil
And now it's