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I'll knuckle with you
But I got a couple pistols
If they fuckin hit
You'll be dead or fuckin crippled
I'm just fuckin wit you
I ain't gon bust a pistol

at all
At all, at all, at all
(Ready, one, two, three, four)

Just a little too much
Just a little too late
Couple close plans didn't go my way
Couple old

anymore for the low
I need a couple to come to a show
I keep a couple when I'm on the road
This like a 100 that's why it don't fold
We know he told, kept it

a couple thorns
Even the perfect rose has a couple thorns
Even the perfect rose has a couple thorns
(Everything that I love brings pain again and again)
Even

thunderstorm my dick they jumpin' on
After a couple lap dances
Your couple hundred is gone
I love hanging around woman with nothing on
Cus I been a pimp ever

tour
With a mic in my hand
A couple bitches in the back who
Down to slut up my plans
A couple hand, couple fans, couple bands
You better get some from

inside you
Couple months passed a message on my phone said you
Got to, got to
Got to, got to come back

She said Tini you be gone for too long
They tell me

and I don't trust a soul they turn their backs on me
Get a couple more then send them back to the streets
Touchdown in your city cause you asked for me
AK

Tryna take away souls? Go-gotta get bread
'cah my niggas gotta smoke
Coo-cooked up the beef before I
Jumped on the beat, Like
(On my life) couple man

the clout
I know a couple niggas wanna
Do me for the clout
Anytime you try somethin'
For a fact it's goin' south
Any sudden movements and the
Toolie comin'

Sidewayyysssssss i know a couple niggas
Looking at me sidewayssssssss

Yeah but fuck y'all niggas it's
My way

Move fast like a highway

folding I'm tough enough 
Money is the motive I'm holding even a couple bucks 
X2

I remember riding that shuttle bus 
My pockets empty mamma sent me just

Orrskii gone pull up to your spot he ain't playing no games
A couple niggas almost got shot for playing with my name
I heard rumor said I was hot

a
Freeway then a couple of years later
You got famous again when a
Freeway almost killed you
Don't ask me to give a fuck I
Ran out of fucks to give
I hope you

there left to do 

I'm bleaching those red flags white
Ignoring all the warning signs
We don't need to think about forever 
Just a couple hours caught in

a couple of years they have built
A home sweet home
With a couple of kids running in the yard
Of Desmond and Molly Jones
Ha ha ha ha ha ha

Happy ever after

Started walking on this path by myself
Had a couple dreams but I put them on the shelf
Peered into my soul trying to find my inner self
Coming to my

It's just a bunch of promises we won't keep
A couple secrets they're safe with me
I won't hold you, go be free
We were lovers
Now we're undercover

got a couple olive trees in the garden
And the bookshelf is stocked
To keep us talking about Milton
And Jane Austen and Annie Dillard for centuries
It's

talking to me lil bitch

I did all my own shit from the jump I will never owe a nigga nothing
I ain't talk to my mans in a couple months
He sent me this

zone yea
But I spend a couple thousand on them hoes 
Just to show em that I gat the fucking dough 
I’m in my Zone I’m in my zone 
I don’t need no drugs

tatu temwa balitu shokwesha
Twalileka twali naka ukwesha
Nimbona nauchula mwandi tusha
Tu pwishisha ama shoko muma du du cha
Nga twamuna new couple

Opps said That they want me dead
But I'm stuck here on lake block
Ima blood nigga better lay back
Make a couple calls get you're face shot
Make

trains
Before all this pain we all wuz kangz
By the way
Married couples that use the one same
Facebook page are all like Krang
Every gay little page