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prime
Come to yo house 
Drink all yo wine 
Cook it all up
We making pie
High as the feeling you feel when you die
Feeling so real that I could feel I

VVS shine through her hair, ay
Take her on a trip to an island
I'm a star and the fruit got her smiling
Private jet I'm faded when we flying
So high

Christmas Because I have you in my heart
Greg Cox
Flying home a hundred miles
I can’t lie the gift is to see you smile
Speak your love language teach me how

did me justice
I can see you wanna drop your panties for The Phoenix
But the shows sold out you need another booking
You can tell it's A list by the way

of an aero plane (i'll kiss you) 

In the back of your mothers car (we can do it)
On the floor of a local bar (i'll kiss you)
Back at school on the teachers

my eye, I feel like
(La la la la la la la la la la la)
Cars bumpin', CD pumpin' on your block in the summer
Showin' love for Stag we can get high if

they Prada Prada
Prada Prada
Baby by the bar getting shot up shot up aye
Shot up Shot up
Yeah Yeah

I just wanna know 
Can I be
Your main attraction
Your

the end and your friends motivate you to reach for the stars
Avoid distractions push you up past where they are I no longer live behind bars

I feel so

of the gold
I ain't outside, just tourin' the roads
I'm probably workin' with more of the flows
I'll soon be on your playlist
Bro said I'm famous now, I

love so hard, since your very first date, and your pain is forming your cage
Forget it
I know it has to be her
But if you get obsessed
Your broken heart

so Ludacris
Still talking bout prevailing been cool wit this
Four-wheeling off of the ceiling
Surrounded by light
Man the sky been appealing
Not

you
Alaye blackface 
Simi for come see me 
But I no de do lekpa 
Ade soji 
Niggas want take your gold Jakpa
Tekno still dancing like he high

the troops prepare for the last stand
Either fly like a dove or stay and fight for what we love because it's time to take the bar and raise that bitch high

call you the cleanest
30 inch package it gon be very scenic
Rapping bout poop gonna be your biggest weakness
Hungry for bars well that’s quite convenient

too OP
Can't you see I'm high off life boy I'm too fright free
If I'm to bat you see my stats
By the way I box a nigga in like I'm double parkin'
You

Girl I dunno the guy
Who left the tear in your eye
But he dunno what he had now you're
Sittin' at the bar by yourself
Sippin' that top shelf looking

door?
Cuz ive brought war to your front step so
If you got tags no sweat I'll collect those
Cuz I love a posthumous memento
Inventory emptied, let's go

Your grass to high and can't see the Snakes
Pain in your back cause you feeling
The shanks

Brother, disagree bare but bro I still
Love ya, always be there for your bro
And your sis and her kid and of course your Mother
Everyone else can
(Shut up)

things get too phoney
You've been all exposed
So keep it a hundred
Don't need it but want it
Got beef then let's run it
I'm reaching they love it
I really

the work and tell records on what they spill with
Even Spielberg showed niggas how to shoot ill with it
Keep the scope pan low, or high up take your time

clientele
His shit gimme lil buzz like a quiet cell
If I'm annoyed by your presence I don't hide it well, I won't cry or yell
Let's duke it out, like

the Blueprint
My quasi-competition doomed to rot
And I’m the blue chip
Overlord Laviathan
Liquidated your movement
Them is not to get me confused with
On the mic,

hear it
You an Op, You stay that for life
Ten years later, it's still on site
I play with your mind by playing with your wife
Shoot a flick with her, we