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profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be giant sized,
Come to my school. Get pimp-matized.
In your school, what do they
was 3 years old,
Straight pimp game I was told.
My daddy sent me to pimp school.
In this man's world, you can't be no fool.
If a pimp is what you
And soldiers show that there bowdy rowdy
When I come around
I'm mr. waump waump
The one tighter than some new j's
Bout getting some to plays
That get me funky
wasted
Niggas love tryna put my back where the walls facin'
Big body frames, wasn't into car racin'
Me and Chubbs drive by, shorty heart racin'
I
all this way
I'm just sorry that I brought you all this way
I needed one more track, I still got shit on my chest
Yeah the ones around me can always
fucking with
To catch the whole case will be a ten album wait son
My gen grew up with capri-sun
And when the ops turn to cost, then the L's come
Rushing
back (right back)
This ain't Kansas anymore
But really babe you should thank him
He left you here for me
Damn what the hell was he thinking
His love is
're you doing?
What was that all about dude? Come on
Uh, uh, yeah you're right
I'm feeling good I'm gonna make a play
Want me to leave but I'm thinking
I don't think you know whats going on what
Had me on dis so I've taken
Off takeoff
Fucked ten bitches thats not
Random
Steady sliding in with no
Invisible
Scarz
This album is dedicated to my uncle Robert Lee Harris Jr
Love you unc
Rest in peace
waited here
and im prepared back then people never wanted to hear me though
that's when i had to shoot a little video now im giving the album here we go
your friends come around
She's the kinda ho that'll make you cry
The kinda ho you have to call before you come by
So why do you wanna kill when she says
tell you what I want to do.
I want to love you, want to hug you, want to squeeze you too,
So let me take me in your arms, let me fill you with my
Once upon a time, in the L.B.C.
On the Eastside, off of 2-1 Street
There lived a young man, Cinderfella's his name
To make it interesting it's me
that I've changed
But really too much of me know that I stay the same
Wasn't focused on outcome with this whole album
I tried so hard to find my peace by
smiles to frowns
Snatchin crowns from clowns beat downs are found
Dont know me dont come around.
Tippy tippy (pause)
Tippy tippy (pause)
Sometimes creepin
to unspell,
People can't stand what my existence tells
That's why so much I am isn't well
Standing tall is this prison cell
Sometimes it's on the left
beat it down, then she beat me to the ceilin'
Stoner my lifestyle, I'm livin' too wild
I came to make you proud, that money keep her around
In love
written
(I like to write in the moment)
For the first two albums
There were no such talks but
That was before my name
Was familiar so let me start my story
around you baby
And i just can't explain it
but I'm feeling so high
And I just can't deny it's so new
Tell me you want my love
Baby please don't
a bitch don't like me she must like women
Every time I come around you see your wife grinnin'
Don't be mad 'cause yo' career's in the ninth innin'
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
left to prove
What's there left do
10 minutes without a hook
I made it feel like 2
2 albums in the tuck, got one with the crew
That 3 times, its up, its
2006 niggas would say
"You really be spittin'"
And even though they took the shots for you
You really the victim
Nina on me, Smack asked
"What's wit'
.jpg/216px-Linda_Gail_Lewis_1977_(cropped).jpg "Jerry Lee & Linda Gail Lewis")
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