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headie (That way, that way)
Far from petty, gang slid on the L and got R, not Kelly (Woi, woi)
Swish or dunk on punks, man get real close, I don't know

R. Kelly and HOV, coke or the dope, we got the best of the both worlds (both)
I throw it up like I'm gon' hurl (Dirt Gang)
Always on, but he don't

at the Neck Chop Bar
Right where us killers hang out at night
And in walks a man I've never seen before
He took the table by the door
And signaled for

Down Here

Lil' Keke

Boss Hogg Outlaws

2001

up my cup
2002 Escalade, Billy grill on my truck
Now hold up man, top down in the Bentley
With a bad chick, in my tape Monica Lewinsky
Made a mill

No Complex

Chino XL

Here to Save You All

1996

want to battle

You blew up like Roseanne's belly
Your style's too old to do me like Aaliyah and R. Kelly
Fear and superstition could get iller than

of the walls of your glass house of a home
They can't handle my storm, shattered by the stones that you've thrown
I can't believe you wanna battle, are you deaf

Man

Pharrell Williams

Konnichiwa

2016

and I have got different plans
Real mad man, I might go Saint Anne's
No triple A pass, no wristbands
You are not mandem, you are not gang

"Tracksuit

(Say what? Say what?) I'm a bad, bad man

Quick is how I flip from the tip of the lip
Punchin' out hits like Gladys Knight and The Pips
The Five-Foot

eyes, got me hypnotized by you, baby (who's bad?)
Yea, yea, yea-yea (who's bad?)
It's good to see that you are able to step outside and meet new people

Can I Live II [Bonus Track]

Jay-Z

Reasonable Doubt [Clean]

1996

Yeah, y'all nigaas finished yo
Is y'all niggas finished
Got your little radio play your little BDS, huh
You finished nigga, huh huh, y'all

U Ballin

Slim Thug

1st Round Draft Picks

2003

with no cash flow, is like Luke without his gaped teeth
So forget, what my Porsche cost
Just realize I got enough do', to pay for R. Kelly's court

Do It Like Me

Skepta

Doin' It Again

2011

it costs
Were blowing up
But you man are blowing off
Blad, you're blowing out
You told Logan you're Mix CD was finished
But you're constipated,

drugs overdosing I can't help myself
Buying pounds by the dozen I can't help myself
I got suicide doors cuz I might kill myself
Bad habits make me

R-O-C
Memph Bleek
Jigga man
Missy, Twista sho' nuff
Yeah, yo

Don't get mad at me
I don't love 'em I fuck 'em
I don't chase 'em I duck 'em
I

applying
Opps R. Kelly cause I leave em flying
Stop while ahead cause this Glock ain't no sign
If it's snakes in the grass then I'm shooting at mine
Can't

em up
I'm telling you these niggas Betty crocker soft Crack a egg and I mix em up
I came in the game to Switch it up
They been sleeping on me time

the lord of your own dance in stereo sound

[Eggs]
Everyone's a DJ so get in the mix
You can't all spin the decks cause most of you are dicks
Act like big

pop
Don’t go mix me up, no hot pot
Don’t go mix me up, no hot pot
It’s hard to see y’all in my box
It’s hard to see y’all in my box
Every moment in

Columbus is my birth place
Buzz bigger than where R. Kelly dropped his sextape

[DJ Jus:]
Damn
Shout out to all the DJ's out there
That's doing their thing

You're currently listening to a fresh new single by Billy Marchiafava
Though his music is absolute garbage I just can't stop listening
So sit back,

Don't bust it to the dance
Only bust in my pants accidentally
Fundamentally, I fuckin' nut in the corner
Spittin' bullshit like I'm R kelly's lawyer
Got

I'm not talkin R. Kelly
Spend a few bands and now they lookin jelly, big Kelly Michelly
She stepped on my ass like I got a damn wedgie
You do not

R. Kelly whenever I put on this s*** cause I real live believe I can fly 

Bussin’ them juggs 
I’m trynna’ get by
I say me a prayer and look in the sky

go Saint Ann's
No Triple A pass no wristbands
You are not man dem you are not gang

Tracksuit mafia boy better know
My ones my team
Meridian bad blocks