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and orange bitch I'm lookin' like a bus
I put my all into that bitch that bitch she told me not to trust
I be steady lookin' clean lil' bitch you lookin' like

the 'Cat, the Track', the Urus, the 'Bach, I bet if I call she fuck (hello?)
I got T-Rex the bike, TRX the truck, that shit like two hunnid somethin' plus

Bloodas 2 Interlude

Lil Durk

Activated

Ay, I'm just curious
Niggas can't be serious
Woke up like what year is it?
Niggas on their period
My change done gave me somethin'
It ain't no

Whats Happnin!

Ying Yang Twins

TVT Mixtape CD

2004

ass come out
Ol' bitch ass, hold another nigga dick ass, BITCH ASS, NIGGA!
Keep lookin' at a nigga like you gonna tell somethin'
I'll fuck around

the strap
Tryna bust the glizzy
Ridin' with a fifty in my lap
It's a new wave, nowadays, anybody rap
Bustin' two K's
Both of those are semiautomatic
My lil

When they sit and do you wrong, you can't believe it's versions
It's two of them in sight, I'm goin' like a knight
I tell you somethin' about my life,

Threesome

Jay Tee

Latino Velvet

1997

re-see downer
N 2Deep and Manish come about them pantses
On the table, on the frigidy, on the couch, on the canvas
Uhmm
Assholes and ellbows tell hoes

the chickies
I want ss sex I'm tricky
Save that dough like Lil Dicky
Don't abort I'm Mort and Ricky
Want it all I'm far from picky
Choosing
Done more than your

Lil Baby in c
Guess I been brave cuz I do what I say
Driving right by out the window like heyyy

Like hey
I got a bag now what can I say
I got a bag now

How Many

C-BO

Final Chapter

to die with me
Slide with me and pull a homicide with me

[C-Bo]
I counted the counter like one two three
Fo shots to hit me could believe lil reeky got

down you know what I'm talkin about 
A lil' somethin' for tha ladies 


(Chorus) 
It's not love, don't get it twisted 
I'll make you feel so good but you

ain't never had a fifty, you ain't had a hun'
You ain't never had a quarter ticket, lil' dirty bum
I bet I'll have ten M's when I'm thirty-somethin

up by a ghost, poof
Two-door this a coupe, I ain't solo, got your boo
Bust her down, can't get her off me, this ho stuck like super glue
Straight

on they bitches (Uh). I tumble into pusssy, weed and lots of riches. I know you can not relate you broke sons of bitches. She throw it back I hit it hard

When you're weary, feelin small
And tears are in your eyes
I will dry them all
I am by your side
When times get tough
And friends just can't be found

chase banks
Shout out Freddy with 4Ks and DBE still needs their J
I ain't never seen the face, but my fate chosen by my case
Only two years probation

Got it by myself, I be thuggin on my own
I can't tell 'em how I feel I put my feelings in a song
Back when I was broke they wasn't blowing up my

don’t finish
They ain’t playing by no rules so why you think that you can bend it
Get a lil money they gon rob before you spend it
That’s why i can’t lend

a lil minute I can say I’m loose
And to my fans I’m savage say I made it through
But I can’t come in second place I’m never numba two
My mind elevate

i cnt get into it
Askin a favor lil bitch i cnt do it
50 100s is my favorite number nd i juss dropped a album made dat off the music
Nd i swear i can

soft as bread choppa cut em like a sandwich

Slidin' in that 2 door but you went and got it rented
All on facebook live on the block that same block we

the lean I forgot how I came
Hoes wanna fuck just because of my name
Keep it G by myself I can't fuck wit a lame

All he want is 2 zips thank he tryna play

throwing packs like Brett
I gotta stay up in the stu
They say i do this shit the best
And when they push me to the limit
Ima pass the fucking test
2 Door

problems 
My niggas is starving for money 
Like Batman they Robin

Murder the case I come a place where people rob banks 
Broke then a bitch 
Gold