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even cute, our baby prolly by ugly
And I ain't happen to have that baby
And your stomach doing having that
How much it cost to get rid of
It? I give you

Don't Panic

Kevin Gates

Luca Brasi, Vol. 2: Gangsta Grillz

2014

Don't panic, don't panic
'Bout to, get 'em dead, don't panic, don't panic
Wasn't thinkin' 'bout a jewel nigga showed off
Couldn't use your brain, now

was bussin I’m using the rubbers now I gotta flush it that my kids inna toilet
If you play wit us shit can get ugly
Boy don’t make me go call up my

Ten minutes was the warmup, nigga
Get in tune
You wanna beef? Let's meet, hit my Zoom
I'm callin' shots
You in the bleachers mournin' every move
I

It leaves a ugly mark on you like bad tattoos
But you can't escape from it
You can't be excused
Where every time I call home
It's just more bad news

here by a bitch dude
That didn't know how to resolve they issue
You had a life but now they dismissed you
You gone
Give a bitch ass mark some chrome
That

Yeah I wouldn't trust a soul
Coz I know that they don't trust me
Please don't act like you know me because it could get ugly
Know some people that

Or do you love me not? Nah?
Well kiss my ass, the red eye marks the spot
Tell me how you be behind
My back and always hate
To my face, be straight
'bout

(Intro: Mark$man)
Give a fuck a bout a bitch 
Diamonds on my wrist yeah yeah 

(Chorus: Mark$man)
Fell in love with the paper give a fuck about

can gloat[00:32.29]On those to lost hope[00:33.21]I'll be the greatest[00:33.81]They'll call me the goat[00:34.84]Get me a mansion, surrounded by

Ugly hoes and start approaching me
Bitch, do I look like your type?
Don't get me wrong
You still gotta look cool to me
Bitch, do I look like your type?

Imma make it big of course I'm gone get rich
And bro gone make a nigga dance just by the way he move that stick
My momma keep on screaming school I told

Somebody won't stand in my way
Mark my words, ooh, ooh
I'll give you my word
I'll give you my word
Talkin' bout' hip hop, talkin' bout' hip hop, talkin'

The Intro About Nothing

Wale

The Album About Nothing

2015

And leave the room when a nigga try to sleep with 'em
Getting high, getting by, watching time fly
Tell my niggas, I'ma get 'em if they gon' ride
Young, wild

it's hard to tell
Who really cares for me
So you when hear this song
You should say a prayer for me
I drift off on a cloud by myself
Thinking bout

said fuck school then I got the trap 
Lil niggas out here getting high selling eighths of bud just to get em by 
Got them j's but ain't got no money

don't get it, uh yuh
They ain't even know it, uh yuh
They ain't even notice, huh yuh
They be thinking he a gemini, by the way he chosen, huh yuh
They be

B***H

Too Short

Kings of Crunk

2002

check this out right (wazzup)
All why'all club managers (uh huh) and club owners (yeah) 
It's bout to get real ugly in your mothafuckin club right now

towards the mark
Never looking back
Fell seven times 
But I got back up again
You know I'm imperfect but you still love me 
Plus you stick by my side

Askin for a wedding ring
Money ain’t everything
We lookin for them better days
Always by my side, and you know you wanna love me
Reminiscing bout them

dont)
I ain't even think twice
(I didn't)
Nigga want 3.5 get mark price (Mark price)
Nigga want 3.5 get Steve Kerr
Bitch I'm Him. Ion give a fuck bout her

I hope that you trust me
I know that you love me
When it's real it get ugly
But the real thing is so lovely
With you i don't need nobody
Me and you

You Had Too Much to Drink

EPMD

Unfinished Business

1989

tuck in your chin
Pail by your bedside
Now the breathing begins

Oh, oh God
Just let me get through this last one
If you let me make it
If you let

You Had Too Much to Drink

EPMD

Unfinished Business

1989

tuck in your chin
Pail by your bedside
Now the breathing begins

Oh, oh God
Just let me get through this last one
If you let me make it
If you let