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Flame rose from the ashes should’ve seen it
Blackbird
Shot down by the phoenix
Way too much soul
For the grave to hold
My people don’t die
We just

ain't blood I don't trust you
If you blood still don't trust you
Young thug poppin Chris wit a breezy
Bout to go crazy
Fresco papi feet sponsored by yeezy

Chingy and Murph durph
Uh

[Chorus (2X)]
Ooo Ooo
Let me get a sample of that ass, Ooo Ooo
I ain't +Mystikal+ but girl, +Shake it Fast+, (Don't stop,

with corpses
Looking gorgeous in the candle light, the label stopped adoring
And according to the artists that been cornered by the boring
Only porridge

Wrap the dope up, just like a cocoon
Pick ya hoe up then we ride in the coupe
Got like 3 bitches, multiplied by 2
Poured up a 4, but was stuck

folks dude
Listening to Mystikal, mics up under mistletoes
Drinking blue Mystic ohs
And i'm writing until my wrist is froze
Blowing O's into the Ozone
I'm

in the mirror I could see it
Do you know what you done
Baby I'm the one
Hands on your hips just incase you like to run
Come get your shit parked by

I'll shoot you out of your Flynit Chukkas
Yeah I've been a major player ever since a baby in the manger
Since Mystikal was hollering danger
Kept a stick

everybody wins
Flicking these ashes off
Bumping the first album by Asher Roth
My whole crew been out here working our asses off
I want the damn crown
Stand up

gra muzyka
A więc Shake that Ass jak Em albo Mystikal

Wrzucam coś na barki ale coś mi nie styka
Bo na razie look at girls a tam niezła gimnastyka
Ja

Underpaid
I spend all my time down in the Arcade
Playing games with the lady with her Hair in a braid
Cuz I'm Midwest Middle class American Made
Yeah I'm

ball a fist, where your hands at?
Life done turned me to a schizophreniac, fro got raised, with the black panther pick
Cut my braids, you cannot manage

it through the day
And shawty with the braids told me that she on the way
She ask me if I love her, told her that it's hard to say
I'm just being

(I love chainsaw man)
Shawty make me wanna
Make me wanna blow away
Wrapped up in her head like some new braids
Said I wouldn't fall in love but its

Laid, she got slayed by my dick
She a slave with some braids
She Shake that ass like a maid
She gone stay for the night
Cause she down for the night
2

I ain't even gone cap since a nigga been gone
I ain't really been the same same same
I remember 12th grade I was pulling on her braids
While she gave

Nuff of them they come to rage 
They don’t want conscious 
(Don’t want Conscious)
I see them twist and them ah braid 
But nuh see no natty dreadlocks

I just got up on the stage
Shawty had the sneakers with the braids
I think that they call them lemonade
Even if it's not I wanna taste
So impatient I

Laid, she got slayed by my dick
She a slave with some braids
She Shake that ass like a maid
She gone stay for the night
Cause she down for the night
2

ain't a pill then he can't take it
Imma dawg just don't got rabies
We just brunt out the Mercedes
Hate when I see 12 Brady
She just got her nails & braids

planned it.
	 
She’s years of braids and ponytails
Pink lemonade, and fairytales
And today she is a bride
And she’s six years old inside
Her mother’s eyes

A little girl with braids
wants to be back home,
After all there simply must be
a happy ending.
 
There are so many possibilities on her way.
The scarecrow

planned it.
	 
She’s years of braids and ponytails
Pink lemonade, and fairytales
And today she is a bride
And she’s six years old inside
Her mother’s eyes

braids
These Crackers treat you like a slave put you in a room or put you in a cage
Now you got to show that you brave be humble you got it and knock out