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to sneak shit
Like a snake at my feet
Run me my money
Yea run me my checks
I need all a dem coins
Tryna buy me a lex
Might fly me to Tokyo
Get me a jet
Take

is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every

By the looks of the weather outside
You can tell that it's gonna be hazy
Trappin' at clubs all night
When are you gonna come save me
Judging by

Pass The Dutch

Lil Wayne

We Are Young Money

2009

the 'yes man'
I'm in my polo Tee, Gucci sweat pants
She on a Jubilee call me the X-man

Pa-pa-pass me the dutch with cha left hand
I got the whole club

Enzo

DJ Snake

Enzo

2019

lot of friends though (fuck 'em)
Bet I got a whole lot of M's though (racks)
Bitch, you wasn't with me shooting in the gym (no cap)
In the club, iced

all the city lights
Holding on I'm sitting tight
All in all, I'm in it like
Fill up my cup, I'm enslaved by the bottle
Cop a couple pills of pop,

boys and play girls
But I revoke my membership
All for my tenderness
She said pursue your interests
'Cause even if I'm ticketless
I'll be there by your

to your friends, baby yea
Kiss you on the cheek it's a double date
Do it right before my court date
I used to have a thing for Mercedes
She drive all

Hey, bitch
Don't call me at the club
All your friends are talking to me and they cannot get enough
Hey, bitch
Don't call me at the club
I'm too busy

niggas by 23
This goes out to all my niggas skipping bail, whippin' tail, dipping jail, and sippin' ale
Fuck the police man that's really how I feel

So you know I'm stressed out and I'm tired
But my friends are going all out getting by
With nothing but a six string and my mind
I know you think

know I'm not shut but you don't even know me
I dunk in that pussy I feel like I'm Kobe
In the club flexing diamonds they all in my Rollie
The bitch

bitch, her friend's a ten
Damn, the whole crew bad, let's get it in
Leave the club, hurry up, take 'em to the spot
You can bring whoever you want, just

the music loud from the stereo
But my heart is really pounding, so turn me up
Getting drowned out by the sound, sweet sound of love
We all simps in the club

all those roads, Paris or Tokyo, lets fly
Let me say whats on your mind, tell by your eyes you're thinkin that
You're mine, tonight

forget all those roads
Paris or Tokyo, lets fly tonight, let me say
Whats on your mind, tell by your eyes
You're thinking that you're mine tonight

I'm home to two

Where all my demons at
I hear them screaming
And sometimes I get to screaming back
Only have two friends that
I've been needing bad
I

you got hold a my soul I'm sold my whole body want it
All natural
Your body is what they imitate
Never hesitate
You could even turn the S letter

xans in my hands
Big Bands in my hands from my only fans
Fur coat with a limp like a pimp she simp for this dick
Going crazy in the club drinking bub all

eat too much
I’m getting thinner like the guy in the book
Keep my eye on gook so I can imitate it
So everyone walking around can see him that
Y’all

Westside Driveby

MC Ren

The Streetsweeper, Vol. 1

2003

police
Woop, Woop
Them bitches comin' for me
You know the West gone ride
Nigga hit 'em up
Bitches run from the drive-by
When we pass by
Nigga
Woop,

at 11: 00 y'all was
Leavin' 6: 00 in the mornin'
Cause them underage bitches had to be
To school by 8: 00
My belt always a lil' loose
To get a handgun

rapper
Who swears he's makin' records
That's what they said whenever
I would walk by i never tripped though
Always kept my head up high
Eventually I knew

money, fuckin' up the country
Pistol with the homies, you at home lonely
Call it my Macaulay, pokin' white boobies
Fuck the, fuck the police, these niggas