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I'm Hot

Webbie

Savage Life 2

2008

don't hit me up first, man
Ya'll must got me confuse I take niggaz by two I break niggaz in two, man 
Ya'll fake niggaz is thru I hear ya album is poo

shielding my dick
Have baby by me baby these groupies they make me sick
My stick we don't restrict we get through thick like afro picks
It feels Vic's

Hello, my name is Rice4eveR
This entire album is brought to you in part
By my ability to hit the record button
And freestyle random ass shit
Off

the shade
Yellow diamonds looking like lemonade
Makin an M by the minute it's maid
Pop a molly when I hit up the rave
Call me a baddie so I can get laid

She ain't call or text or none
You know I'm on the way
Ain't text and tweet
For none
When she see me
We be fucking
Baby hit me up
Let a nigga
Know some

1 2 Many...

Common

Time Travelin'

2008

It ain't hard to tell, it's hard for me to fake it
Plus, it's hard to be me, it's hard to stop drinkin'
I guess it's hard for you hard niggas

(Yes chump you should shake my hand)
Aye for the one nine, to the twenty twen
It’s ya cousin ma’fucka won’t you let me in?
For the—one nine to the twenty

shits, at like forty-seven cops
Call me Doc D, get on my dick, you carbon copy
I just illegally downloaded the Kid Cudi album (great scott)
And got

my way
Get the fuck out my lane

Fast forward second album, you still on that same shit
Every other rap verse suckin' on that Drake dick
It's all

up at midnight
Call me at 9 in the morning
Got a shot for a 9 at 9 in the morning
All profit, took a half box off a prick
You're not shotting
If

I appreciate that i went to jail and
They made me number one
I appreciate them stickin' up
For me when everyone was kickin
Me when I was down that's

called Judas, ‘cause I was betrayed
By my own blood, I got no more love
Take this here song, as Noah's white dove
Guess I ran out of luck, locked up for

food for thoughts cuz by the time
I'm done with these beats you're gonna need Atkins
I could see your mouth watering
That's why I bought you a pack full

It's obvious that it's impossible for me to be beside myself
And I'm 'bout that capital like a proper noun
Still on top the pile
Got me sitting

B.B.W.W. x Fake Show

Tory Lanez

Memories Don't Die

2018

pop club, everything just grace
Grammy-nominated on the first album, now motherfuckers see the face
Look at me
I know these niggas is trippin', these

you wanna see me then you gotta pay me
Why she wanna hate me
This that same B
Shawty blow my dick like a flute
I messs up on the flute sound but let's

back" Terminator
You been hatin' for a
While you determine-ator
Bug ass nigga, where my exterminator?
Milzy tell me "Leggo", so I'ma leggo
Me and him,

no gun laws
Broke bitches that talk shit
Now them the bitches I stunt for

Malcolm X daughter came at me
Lookin' ass niggas ain't happy
Rolled

Gamblin' every time we put a record out
Just lookin' for that hook (Wait, Dre, look)

Shorty, I love you and you love me too
We were meant to be
'Cause,

work clothes or a dress shirt
Lesser men became intimidated by the alpha male
Hated for the great amount of tail that I'm about to nail
Bound to fail

Homicidal, vinyl section, where they always found me
By the motion picture soundtrack with Richard Roundtree on the album sleeve
That's my era shit
Musical

one-on-one
Take this dope, hit a one on one
Ain't nothing else to do, she wanna cum for fun
I'm by myself, I brung no one
Nigga, she want me like Givenchy
In

for these niggas
So when I pull my weapon out
I give 'em the pleasure to see me aim it
And watch these bullets run
Into these niggas, clear the set
I

U Wanna Be Me

Nas

8 Mile

2002

to resort to violence?
Pay me a half a million, I'll consult your album
And show you how to stay off my dick
That's the thing I hate the most, can't even