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schrei es raus wie Ashy Larry
Mein Sidechick nennt mich Daddy Fabby
Und ihr Ass ist heavy
Das nenn' ich einen echten Fatty
Doppel-D auf der Brust so wie

Shawty, how you gettin' home
I'm good, I'm fine
Do you wanna sip wine?
Sometimes I do
Codeine in the fridge
Right there by the vegetables
Had to tell

(Say what you doin' Hit)
Nothin' I'm just Neosporin'd up, I'm in the cut this year
I been workin' way too much this year
Home cookin' it ain't enough

My Homeboy's Girlfriend

Screwed Up Inc.

Screwed Up, Inc. Presents the Best of Suavehouse

2000

and big screen
In the den, shootin' pool puffin' on some good green
In walked the woman that was see's fiancee
He said daddy loved her, and would marry her

Till I Drop

Gadget

Nine Lives [Best Buy Exclusive]

2012

the drum spray
damn that flake got me loaded
catch a standin' ovay
clap until your up and open
daddy bring the heat out
someone leave the oven open?

Walk Like That

Hurricane Chris

51/50 Ratchet [Clean]

2007

rachet
Money make me happy hoes like my swag
And I get it from my daddy black on black in that caddy
Walk like dis cause I used to walk home
But now I walk

My daddy told me, lookin' back
The best friend you'll have is a railroad track
So when I was 13 said, I'm rollin' my own,
And I'm leavin' Missouri

feel
Emi mo fe kole emi mo mo iyepe ti ma fill

E sanwo omo go e pariwo
Baba 70 lemi mi o kin se alariwo
Mallam spicy over 2 by 6 jerin
Je shey bi 50 ki

a child
Poor, so poor, they shivered in the night
Times were hard with a war outside
Her daddy and his friends, they took on a fight
That came to their

Back when I make her look by
One drink of respectable rhy
The other player in the honky tonks
Would have to work on the sly
One two was known

If loving you is wrong, I don't wanna be right
If being right means being without you
I'd rather live a wrong doing life
Your mama and daddy say it's

i thought i’d be famous by the time november came and i was nowhere
hard for me to justify another year of falling, i caught no air

but i jumped off

quick and he's nimble (nom, nom, nom)
He my little sweetheart (mm), my-my sugar daddy (okay)
Put the cream in my coffee just to keep me happy
Twix, we

gon' tell
Since Joe got picked up by that officer, I'm sorry that we don't talk that much
I just wanted to be like Big Choppa, MC, and Kaylo
I'ma

they investigate
To make the crime scene I had to meditate
Like Sherlock Homes, I had to calculate
My mind Italian yet blood is from Africa
Yeah my flow

drive you crazy if I don't make it home safe
And I be turning in my grave hearing you call a nigga bae
I'm playing beats inside my beats I send a thanks

know bout shootin' by yourself and shots fly at your head
Daddy pray I make it home, cause he know bout the shit I did
Before I die, I bang my clip, ah

the rent but I’m never home (dope)

I’m tripping on these substances
I don’t even know how much this is
You might not want to fuck with this
Fuck around

wouldn't take one day back to live it again

your daddy makes life look oh so hard
gives us grief about get in his car
another dead, but lets not sweat it

is, that's what I got
Thank the Good Lordy baby I do

Only knowing dance daddy
I charleston on your skull, and these
These streets is filled with

joensin' shit old and you real important
So no talkin' bout the murders, money launder, extortion

The feds stay in the area, they watchin' my home
Just

if it's payin' me
I've got you by my side in the Mercedes
No more bus journeys on the 243
Me and Nafe on the track, it's a madness
I'ma have you in

(Got the beat by Powers and we just made a banger)

Now damn, I'm just a kid
Thinking 'bout everything I ever done did
Things I wanna do

The frantic and the famous
And the basest kind of mean
There are signs to welcome daddies
There are flowers and balloons
Business trips and funerals