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toe, but I don't play no games
I know what it's like to be broke
I got this game in a choke
I'm just stunting on my foes
So all you guys toast 'cause all

given name
Back against the wall, No rookie no amateur
Can't let the world dictate self-management
The flesh want what it wants
You not always gon' win

Ah, freak out!
Le freak, c'est chic
Freak out!
Have you heard about the new dance craze?
Listen to us, I'm sure you'll be amazed
Big fun to be had by

Just keep on runnin' me, runnin' me, faster and festinate
All your disasters, they resonate, just fill in the blank
It's all that I'm after
You're

freak out!
Le freak, c'est chic
Freak out!
Have you heard about the new dance craze?
Listen to us, I'm sure you'll be amazed
Big fun to be had by everyone

hard ofcourse
Lets see where there stardom goes 
If it aint for tech bitch you be home
Wishin  Santa clause 
I'm the one to ban it all
I'm the one that

Like the way I still feel about you

I’ve heard that we are just made of dust
And when we go it’s like we’ve never been
But if I thought that I would

will know that we cannot escape danger
Or the fear of it
By crawling into bed and pulling the covers over our heads


We have to eat and drink so well

And I worry about you, baby,
Walking by yourself and you're such a pretty lady
Walking through the night and you know that I'm debating
Whether not

will know that we cannot escape danger
Or the fear of it
By crawling into bed and pulling the covers over our heads



We have to eat and drink so well

you’ve had enough I guess you’re just not so tough
And all you ever wanna talk about is that system and how it was made to keep you out
And all that time

of poison
You left me out here frozen
I guess its just the motion
Shhh why you had to be so thotless
Excuses, excuses
I guess youve been influenced by all

rock the black and stainless
My artillery game is that of batman
Gucci loafers all in ya sofa yea im that man
Posted on Palfrey code name crack man
I

the door
Just heartaches and pain is all I got from your love

Who needs a broken heart?
Who wants to end up sad and lonely?
Every time you come around 
it´s

but that's what a pair be uh
Ya bitch harass me neck me never unhand me
She twerking in front me bite of the panties cuz want a turn now I'm in family
I

love commenting
I'm all about that paper
Cheese Scratch Cream
You all about the dream
I'm like wake up please
I know cash rules but everything
Except for

Rough days
All long nights
Nowhere to go
Better put on the light
You say its hard but you're ahead of the game about the people you love
You said

nobody else
All the players wanna hit the ishkabish
Like it's their only wish
I'm coming down off that ishkabish
All them players wanna hit
Don't mean

it down yeah
Everybody concurs
Even the weatherman confirms
It's about to be a storm
And I don't mean no disrespect
For what I say next
And I don't

Discuss me and Chef cooking up that's who
You looking up me and yo bitch hooking up
We fly by they don't know what it was
Watch the coupe adjust I don't do

Deuces

Baby You Know That Is Fiction
Hurt And
Can Not Be Loving By You After All
Baby You Know What I Meaning
When I Say Baby

When I Say Baby
You Don't

Shuffle ya feet
To your own beat
Keep moving down the street
Coz the repo man
Has got your address friend
And he ain't someone that you want to meet

on that yke nigga 
You ain't Pushin  P

What the fuck is next

Money ain't long I ain't 
Tryin to have regrets 
respect my fucking self
Keep talking nigga I

lawn

See this dada for my head,this is my crown
Me I do just what I want am standing my ground
Number 7 me ah striker Beckham
Star struck by the boy