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In the kitchen and it's Taysty

I cannot take it, uh uh
Everybody gotta die sometime, hope I make it
Uh uh i just came for the money
'cause the fame

time for bummy
I don't got no time at all
'cause that I don't like wastin', honey
A broke bitch ain't got time for money
A rich man ain't got time for

the plug you'd know
Show up outside the drop off
Net worth under me 'cause I'm
Like I'm a mob boss
If rap didn't work then I'd politic me
Another way to make

ain't doing no tip for tat, bitch i'ma just dead you quickly
When it comes to rap game i am what this games missing
Okay they call me sick (why?) cuz my

Cos it's a flood
Cos it's a flood

Came to the game looking innocent
Ain't focused on the cash my mind is independent
Came from the FCT

money on my mind
Fuckin with the guys
Your momma bout to cry
Cuz if you niggaz try
Then somebody gon die

It's like the bulls team in 96
Or MJ anytime he

As I'm left out in the cold
'Cause we called it love
Was it just too much, my love?

I hate the way you build me up to knock me down
Lined me up

about it 'cause I'm poor and I am not gay
Tell Obama what it do, we have a couple mutuals
Avoiding all the cubicles and Amazons in my state
I don't want

I've been there before
I'll be there for you
'Cause you're there for me too
You're still in bed at ten
And work began at eight
You've burned your

you've been waiting on me to prove it
So let's get to it
Cuz I know the right way to move it
So let's get to it
Times running out it's time to shoot it
So

a contest, it's a battle
Not much time left before the outcome
Leave 'em impressed with a dazzle
In these seconds blow your bubble gum
'Cause you have just

autour du feu ninja

The only way to beat them is to feed them with their own medicine
So yo go get some knowledge cuz it's time for us to begin
They

You know I love it when I
See myself in the mirror
I know you love it when I play around
With my tongue
Cuz you know they call me Miss Conceited
Miss

just smoke in my eyes
'Cause this ain't no John Hughes movie
Where the girl gets the guy
You look right through me
Every time you walk by
I keep waiting

All night
I can’t hear a single word you’re saying
‘Cause I’m focused on the rhythm in your eyes
But I like it when you pull me close to say it
So

Paint a perfect picture through the lens of an ant crawling
'Cause the ant is unaware that the boot's right there, coming to end the ant, alive, now

I can't imagine how it must've felt
But I won't put it past me
And every fucking day I'm being sent to hell
You know I'd never tell 'cause my throat

a small fly
Watching for killer sharks
I loved him in a shot glass
By the time he poured the salt
I'd have died for him and
Said it was my fault

'Cause it

Fuck outta here haha, Mula!

Who the trap god? 'Cause I'm the trap king
(Fuck outta here)
I loan one of these, I'll be back spring
(I'll be back)

taller with you
Baby, I’ve been doing some thinking
And I think that you and I could
Turn into stars that light up the bypass
'Cause you know I love

and they say
The camera adds ten pounds
I must be walking 'round with a camera crew
'cause I left with three hunnid thou'
Feet on the couch, each brother

Stay low if you say so, what do I know?
You know what I been through
I chose you, I should know it
'Cause I should know it (yeah)

Stay low if you say

Lady, hear me tonight
'Cause my feeling is just so right
As we dance by the moonlight
Can't you see you're my delight?
Lady, I just feel like
I won't

You got this little thing about you where you don't 
Trust other chicks unless they're lame without you 
And you only like to hang with guys 'cause