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on stare (who's that?)
I don't give a fuck middle finger in the air (ha)

I see you with your man but he lookin super fine (mmm)
I'm comin in, hot as hell

a little bit of lime
Let's dance to the tune, like the beat I like your vibe
Go for round two, like Siamese I'm right by your side
I could see it in your

But when do I get that last dance
I don't want to think about the future
Stray thoughts

That only kill me a little more
Like this cold wind
That

like you always do put it down down down I'm down for your loving
Even if it cost me I don't wanna care you ridin it with passion
You freaky by nature

until I feel your touch
Mais tu diras oh oh oh
I'm drowning in the night
Oh, when I'm like this, you're the one I trust

So they say
Dance for me,

Shannon

MoStack

Stacko

'dem
Don't judge me from my past incident
You're callin' me a player, where's your evidence?
She saw a gyal on my bed and you're thinkin' things

they all about advancement
They tell me if i want something i gotta take some chances
Every time i don’t act on how i feel the devil dances
Cause my

with rhythm
My mama gave it from breathing wow
Hol' up the bum face dawg
I just came finessing all your pirate blogs
I can see through you with your

the masses
And don't forget about working classes
We are the revolution we are the execution
I have no shower, I have a shovel
I can a digging through in your

If anybody knows what Jilableeby is... you don't I promise you 
You do not know what Jableeby is 
You do not
You don't know what on Jibe is either

i turn up real speedy
Don’t yall try to hit me up if you is just gonna leave me
Everybody and their mama out here really wanna be me
Give em

Manager

Lloyd

Look What You Made Me [Clean]

2007

for the camera (ahh)
Say cheese and throw up the YB'z (YB'z)
Body picture perfect
I know how to work it
Only for a small fee 'cause your managed by

on the camera, I'ma take two
Boy, I got my fire, so that mean I won't mase you
That mean that I will not use my hands
When I get too high, I do my dance
Mama say

Make my shawty pushup just so he get to peeping
He dont know we scheming 
Send a hit use my bitch cause her tits then we creeping

We get them in by

lil mama gorgeous damn that ass look at the size of it,
Hope I sweep her feet and get behind the shit

[Break]

[Verse - 2]
Met her by the pool with her

Homecoming

Christie Front Drive

Christie Front Drive/Boy's Life [Split EP]

1999

with you all when my Mama passed away
I was on the road and when they came and told me know it was just too late

I drove by the grave to see her boy

records with my cousin, youngster, we were
Fresh... nowadays it's saggin' pants and they don't dance...
Can't hear what they saying... be a man boy say
It

(Whachaa)
Baby chill don't break Truce
Catch a flight and take a Cruise
No Dey use me play like Fool
In your muse I feel the Blues
Baby can you see the View

fled with the TEC
Get Back Gang not Sit Back Gang
Like Big DOA we don't settle for less
If I shoot at his māthā he do bachata
Shoot at his weave 'cause

Yes Indeed

Black Menace

Mo Drama

1999

Or bring your Baby by your Mama and then we gone shoppin',
I got'cha rockin' knickerbockers in the summertime,
I'm lovin' how you smell in Chanel number

I’mma take you to school first of your class
Do it by myself no I never had to ask
Do I gotta say it slow for your stupid ass
Mo-ti-va-ted
Get money, get

that pole, twerk some more
Throw some dough, fast and slow
She go low, them cheeks on go
Ass on swole
I play my role
Lap dance, then she rockin'

the world, man
Gotta let y'all know
Check it

You're not alone, just please
Don't push me away
Just know I'll stay by your side
I'll lend an ear and hear
What

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The broadcast butchers put your mamas