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Street), but a North Memphis baby (baby)
Switches hit him, leave him lazy (grrt, boom, boom)
Cut him off by his navel (boom)
Still servin' the neighbors

Give Me That

Bun B

Texas Legends

2006

five foot seven a hundred and thirty nine pounds 
Thirty six twenty four thirty eight pretty fine brown 
Bad lil' broad I ain't seen her in a minute

Give Me That

Bun B

Savage Life

2005

five foot seven a hundred and thirty nine pounds 
Thirty six twenty four thirty eight pretty fine brown 
Bad lil' broad I ain't seen her in a minute

Grand Hang Out

Fat Joe

Sweat [Clean]

2004

Marley, the hydraulicals
You heard Big, go check the Brown, they might hire you
High definition to any form of telecast
Me and young dirty got plenty

We went down town
To a little latin bar 
Smoke got up in my face when
I opened up the door
People in the place
Dancin dirty on the floor
Pretty baby

these niggas fake
They approach you in a disguise
I don’t rock designer jeans
Catch me in some Levi’s
Always looking forward to the cash
I got green eyes

She got a tattoo peeking out her blue jeans
Devil's horns on a dust cloud on the back of a Goldwing headed south
Got a bible that her daddy gave

they're the cutest set of eyes I can find
Sandy brown, with a smile enough to take the crown
Baby blue and ocean deep enough to drown into
Forest green,

or love me nigga theres no in between
Oppressed by my ops genocide within my race
Id be mad too if i were you baby nigga all these blue faces

This ones for

gon' beat him up
She just post me on her page, told her leave it up
Got a bitch stay in Compton right by Eat 'Em Up
Real friendly 'round the bitches,

Gangsta Walk

Snoop Dogg

Dead Man Walkin

2000

seas
Eightball slippin', Dogg Pound trippin'
Back in the mo', where we don't give a fuck
My baby brother NYA, and just he got stuck
By them same

fucking for some cabbage
Yeah baby girl what to fuck with me yea she see I got status
But I'mma make her work for this yeah put her to the challenge
What

her
I still got the rhythm and got my blues
I've got few women who sucks my Candy like you
But oh candi 
Oh how I love you
Said o candi 
Pour one for me

this shit one and one
I do not shop at Fendi, I can't tote a gun
She cannot hit the cup, it'll numb her tongue
Louis Vuitton, jeans in the Gucci tongues

Baby you a bad b**** a n**** wanna hit that real s*** real n**** flow baby take that
I wanna take home mommy f*** you to you say papi
I'm a fly N****

in blue jeans with a daisy in her hair

I walked over to her and introduced myself
I said, "Now that we know each other
If your not with someone else,

baby
Ashin' all the blunts, drinkin' Maybelline
Ashin' all the blunts in the trophy
You gotta ask her how she know me if she know me
And ask her date

seal
Stack the money way up to the sky go tell em raise the roof
She come with me and tryna catch a vibe she wearing baby blue
Hate got all these niggas

always something I turn right back around 
On her, I make her purr 
Got  a pair of blue jeans she's my bell bottom girl
I don't mind she's one of a kind

jeans, graduated from Levi's (Yah)
Spent a Z on her jeans, Why would she leave I (Bitch)
Gave that boy the elbow, Sad I've known him since knee high
We

the national guard
She creamed in her jeans as he picked up her means
From off of the formica topped bar
And cascading slowly, he lifted her wholly
And boldly

W/ a sexy Billie Jean
Rumor should've been
Tuffy bouta checc by any means
Imma fucc, but won't trust baby
That's on Billy Green

I know everything

what, that ain't my problem

Bitch, hell nah, I ain't got CashApp
I block a bitch on CashApp
Bitch, requesting money through the CashApp
Her booty flat

a dime piece
(A huge bitch)
I'm here, I'm there, elf on the shelf
Got bars by the load tucked under my belt
Tongue kissin' your bitch
Dick her down then