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Mapping out our lives

This is how we do it

Where we come from

Just get into it

Hey!

Or move along


The stories we would say when we were young

They want me to dance, man
They want me to dance
They want me to dance
And I get scared
They want me to dance, man
They want me to crawl
They want me

will have mine(come closer)
i will have mine (i`ll get cha)
i`ll get cha(i move closer)
i will have mine(come closer)
i will have mine(come closer)
i

Gonna get me a girl, just to do like a squirrel
I'm gonna use like a lovin' machine
I'm gonna get her right, gonna get her tight
I'm gonna take her

are a real thug, where your sets put 'em up
Your life seem full of hard times, really rough
Put the sad songs to the side, grind and get bucks
Don't eat

It get cold ice box but I'm ah flex 
You know I had to just do it and got the check 
I know she wanna fuck me she know I'm next
I'm ah count up these

with no brakes

Consistent all Flames 
Make hits like ball game 
Want millions fuck fame 
I'm hot they all say

Let's get it here I go 
I'm poppin it's

Pump up the jam
Pump it up
While your feet are stompin'
And the jam is pumpin'
Look at here the crowd is jumpin'

Pump it up a little more
Get

with them hips, better get it girl
She do it just right, she my clutch shawty
(She my clutch shawty, she be coming in clutch, yeah)
When she drop it down

taught us how to love

Trust Me, when you the weird kid in every classroom it get
Ugly
Friend of choice? They picky like a beard that's way too
Scruffy

I be riding with my heat tryna get a nigga touched 
If he owe me anything then he gotta give it up 
At yo crib at 10 O'clock like Big Worm don't give

when you
Scream for my ice cream
Tell me all your dirty dreams
Scream for my ice cream
Well show me what's your fantasies
X2
Lets get this party started!

How I get what I Deserve

Whatever happened to joy?
Whatever happened to luxury?
Whatever happened to girl meets boy?
Whatever happened to me?

to kill, knowin what the time
Pill poppin aint no stoppin
Two o'clock we got panties droppin
Players hunnies get that money if you wanna ride now

[Chorus]

to the bass

Middle finger, death to the...
Fill in the blanks bitch
Now that's some anguish
You sick to your stomach cause we established
Get over it dawg

If you get stepped on, baby you gotta fight back 'cause you gotta strike back
When you get knocked down, you gotta pick it on up and just keep

wooooo quit your bellyache
Ayo Get use to me
Bellyache, wooooo that's that bellyache
Quit your Belly Achin'
Bellyache, wooooo quit your bellyache

Ain't no letting go 
Promise it get better 
Ask me how I know 
I been through it all 
Been to hell and back 
But I ain't never fold
I ain't never crack

You niggas wanna battle nigga run up 
And you'll still get handled 

Its just a block stiff 
Nigga I got a flock tip 
Blow it out your hot shit 
Now you

did
You sacked your soul and you raked your wrists
For the ochre-eyed optometrist

Gotta get out and get on the road

He heads me off at the pass
Just

are rough
People get tough
You got the stuff
I know you'll get by

Hey little Sammy, what you doin'  tonight?
Your lookin' tough like you get in a fight

rapping
In these streets we just do it like we never have another
In these streets I’m a dealer and my shit just get you higher
We just winning kinging

Get drunk, get drunk, get drunk in the holy spirit
Have faith, have faith, in christ eternal son
We won, by one, get stronger up in zion
He lives, he

a K
Send one of u fk niggas straight to hell
You got a problem yea i can tell
Boy fix ya face fo u get a L
I'm inna city im chasin paper
They hatin