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on 'cause I’m pushin' her buttons
Problems they come by abundance
Doin' this shit when they wasn’t
Tell Em T
Ay what can I say there’s a lot goin' on (there’s

niggas can't come try I'll put that heater on em
Aye, tell dem boys stand on dey words, and show me what dey talkin bout
RRG da Ruffway Richway, we had

to tell em but them bitches tripping, I guess I'll forget it
Played the victim, man I watched how they painted me
Switched up heavy now that boy a lame

Tell me I'm alright
Tell me am I alive
Have I lost my mind
How was I this blind
We gon shut em down
Knock they heads around
Put em in the ground
Then

Getcha a Pull

Bubba Sparxxx

Pain Management

2013

All the country girls they wanna know how good do I do it
I tell 'em get you a pull, baby get you a pull
Yeah buddy flexin hard, I really wish that he

they hit me
I'll tell 'em they wack
Bitch, I got hit and I spun right back
Ya mans got hit and he turned to a rat
Die Y, throw up the O, I be jackin' my

mufuckas fake I ain’t singin' to ya birds
Man I’m talkin' to the boys that will ride or die
Boys where a phone call will make em slide up
The boys where they

Ay ay ay ay ay.....
I been workin so damn hard what can i say and if a nigga try to test me tell me get em Out my face..
Cuz me i'm on my way.

Yeah

no fuck boy
I know em all by now
Even if I don't want I Tell the truth
I can't lie by now
It's only for myself & no one else
Im tryna be the hope right

rope
Live by the code
Know I wont die behind no gimmicks
Pure in my soul
I bring that real back to the trenches
Rude boy yea
I hope that God can forgive

maker a sinner
I set the table for winners
Apologize by five or watch the news if I send 'em
Fuck your clique full of hitters
I got 'em touched from

Dem Jeans

Jermaine Dupri

Dem Jeans [Instrumental]

2007

just to zip 'em up
Am I right?
(You right)
Baby that's what's up

I don't mean to be rude
But I like the way you move
Got your boy in the mood

Dem Jeans

Jermaine Dupri

Hoodstar

2006

just to zip 'em up
Am I right?
(You right)
Baby that's what's up

I don't mean to be rude
But I like the way you move
Got your boy in the mood

Just let it marinate a little bit It's trent
Let em feel it
With my boy non fic
Just gonna tell em our story Just out here
Through our music
We doin'

Contemplating making through week
Hotline blinging by the beep
Valet parking on the street
Emails asking where the sheets
Damn
I forgot to send

come walk by my side (my hood, oh)
They don't want me to shine, women's group, my god (shine, god)
Now don't get it twisted, I do support 'em, but why

A F**K WHAT HERE FRIENDS SAY
 
I SEND A TEXT AND TELL HER SEND NUDES 

HER FRIENDS DON’T CARE IF IMA SENSIE 

SO I CHOP EM BOTH DOWN AND HIT HER FRIEND TOO

bitch, I still don't drink no milk
All I do is wake up get some money, then I hit the silk
I tell my bro to grab the heat, call em Jimmy B
Don't forget

the leeches dont wanna meet em
Imma big tymer
Man I been around it
Bank accounts
Been amounting
I been in mountains boy I been counting
Ya girl a fountain and I

fingers in her pussy, then
I tell her pussy, "Peace!"
It's Chuckee, she say, "Yo' name Chuckee?"
I said, "No, my name's Suck Me!"
Fuke roll 'em fat, kinda

house we by the Marriott
I just rolled the dice I never panic
This shit is a gamble
You just gotta handle

Dope boy real dope boy
Why o'sa phumule nko

the phrase again, 'Y'all 
haters'
Who got chips and don't gotta sip,
rollout wit' chicks, tell 'em hop in the whip
[Kelis (Pharrell Williams)] To the sunlight

and Upstate touring, rapping for my peers
Rikers Island and Upstate scoring, cut Em blood gone spill
Rikers Island and Upstate mourning, cut off by Securus

move
Dummy you, fucking up by doubting me, thinking that I can't


Hook
All I hear is what you say
Think I'm playing boy, boy, boy
In my ear loud for