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levels to this shit, I'm On my Meek Mill shit, meek Milly! Ten plus ten, that's a dub, you dumb bitch A hundred band juug Young nigga had to snatch it All
bag it, sell it on the streets Fiends love a hit, so we keep it on repeat If love don't bring you home Nothing will, nothing will Said if love won't
she wanna come home And taste me Man that pussy feeling so amazing By any means Imma get it, Studio or the kitchen Prosecutor said I was going down, I
like you and recover The life that I knew as a young'n In pajamas and Dun-ta-duns When thunder comes it rains cats and dogs Dumb niggas like me never
made it throught the rain I kept my point of view I made it through the rain And found myself respected By the others who Got rained on too And made it
Running alone, trapped in this world Not your own, not your home Pushed down in the dust, left by fate to rust Feel the pull of the stars from
Let his body corrode in the grass SLIDE Super charge now you know I'm on ass SLIDE It be going never running out of gas SLIDE Let the storm bring him
You should know I be getting the bands Save my money to watch it expand Got them bars I ain't talking bout xans Fuck ya hoe pass her down to my mans
on the phone, tellin' me to come home But it's 4 A.M. and I'm somewhere on the road Knock knock, the devil's at the door In my young age I can't help but want
Sometimes it makes me wonder why This pain it hurts me deep inside 'Cuz all I wanna do is give love But all day wowdees mean mug So it brings out the thug in
I'll bring another one and let her walk to you Yeah its young thug to the G Better peep my style
tell your friend to go and bring a friend We make it fast like Ramadan, young phenomenon The mini-me's become enemies 'Cause I don't let them close,
talking bank roll my money my money my money (Ace Hood) And where my money young niggas gotta have that Rubber bands by the grands in a big bag
down then ima Pick him up and break a band I’m too damn young to be stressin Bout bitches that ain’t bringing in I too young for all these relations
the Phantom of the Opera Choppers from Yugoslavia, bake niggas like tilapia LAT, Young Money mafia Try but it ain't no stopping us Why? We back by popular
get through the night Please bring me home young love Young love young love Bring it home back to mama
shine EC1 homie, it's about time That we bring a scene back in the 905 Little bro writing records, he ain't even been to prom yet Young Young Visionary,
Told that girl told don't come home alone Bring a bitch without a thong, damn She wanna right her wrongs Repent for her sins when she taking
a claim, insane the saint who spites my name Young Simba speak it die in vein his reign perpetuates despite your strength, It's never gonna change When I'm
the check And then run it up Now run it up, now run it up I get the bands And then run it up Now run it up, now run it up I hit my dance And then run it up
Franklin road Throw some bands make it snow We spending money bring a load Not worried bout it I let it go She in my phone want me to take it Slow I do
right now and I'd Be dumb if I don't send it home Looking at my bitch right now and She looking like the centerfold Get it right now while you young
niggas Behind them walls My young niggas stuck in the trenches You know what it is New York City like my fuckin Second home, nigga flex, we in the building
Know ima run another check to the bank Getting the bands get the fuck out my way 2024 and we making it main I'm finding that nigga and aim at his
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