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pistol packin boy you just a civil-ian
And I jus zooted it up and then I put the engine in
Fight back wit a mac, yeah bitch like a cheat code
I got

my feet on the floor
Yeah
5hunnid thou up the road finna get the money and times it by 4
Yeah
I don't give a fuck bout fame just give me the money

and blue skies
Makes all the pain to get here justified
Who would a thought that these words a go worldwide
None of it matters unless you by my side
Every

Oh, yea baby
Oh, yea baby
Oh, yea baby
Oh, yea baby

Black girl you've been heaven sent
You're a blessing covered up in melanin
I just got to let you

don't play by the rules, yeah
She be counting up these stacks, yeah
Me and Shawty, we just balling, yeah

We be balling like the NBA
We be out here doing

1 in 7 billion, yeah baby you a star
And if you up for it, we can take us far
Baby, we could take this far
Baby, we could take us far

Girl you know

Notha Nigga Car/Clothes

Prophet Posse

Body Parts

1998

forget what goes up gotta come down

(DJ Paul)
But all that's go change 
1997 Prophet Posse
You know what I'm sayin
Loved by few,hated by many
We in

What do you do when the love is gone
And the love is dead
When you're stuck up your head
And your girls in another man's bed
Causes me pain
I turn it

I fly
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Like birds in the sky
Looking up, why can't I fly
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm clinging onto you girl you make me crazy
Wish you were

(Ayo what up Moritz? Turn it up)
I left the good days, wish someone would've told me
I moved off the block and now I feel like I'm lonely
Made a few

a pussy nigga
Up the pipe
He tryna end a life
Niggas wanna be so high
Until they chill w Jesus Christ
They don't like
How I make it easy
When I really write

of this
Cuz it ain't good enough if it's hit and miss
If your man enough go ahead and make your move
If your steppin' up then you got a lot to prove
Take

way
Go tell 'em that it's Money, the lyrical mind make
Or go tell 'em that I run it, the minute when I speak. Talk...

Been up and on my own shit, I'm

Good drink, good pills You already know my name, so baby, what it is
New estate, new wheels I ain't stopping till I'm thumbing up a mill
Fish tanks,

When I see your face it feels like Sunday
Ima be outside your place in nineteen minutes baby
Don't make me wait until it's Monday
Because I love it

flexed up
Bulletproof, head hunt
Where I shoot, neck up
Make 'em ooze, red stuff
Bentley coupe, red guts
Cutting thru, tension
Bitch it's smooth central

should've hit my tone
Baby you should've,
Baby you should've hit my tone
Do you know my shit is on, like a Jay-Z song
We can do this all night long, like it's

the weed, finna roll some baby
Drippin' sauce, got the juice, finna pour some baby
Baby, shake that ass like you own some baby
Up and down on the pole, need

a killer
Standing by my side like you made for a nigga
Why I always end up putting faith in a sinner when it's bad times?
I just keep fucking even though

with me
And you know how we coming
Drip like I’m tryna drown
Oh yea it’s going down
My doddie turnt up loud
My head up on the cloud
Drip
This poppin like

somebody dropped a dime
Because your waistline is not just a crime it's heinous
And your titties don't stop in that halter top baby I'm gonna make you famous

brushin' on the Baby Phat
Long nails now, now let me go and scratch that
It's nothin'
Got baker's dozen
Off of 42nd hittin' up the early Dunkin'
One black

Touch the sky up above
Got me high off yo love
Got me high off a puff
Suicide, Ride or die
Bonny Clyde is it love
But you fly like a dove
You and I is it

your spirit when you die, it doesn’t enter graves
I still wanna make it in my life, I want the good grades
It’s been a while, man, I feel like I should