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my archetype I hit your friend alright When you feeling down I got you laughing I'm Chris Farley right But I can't call you wife My gang right by my
the game Niggas foul outchea watch how they drive in ya lane I draw up the plays coach call me the point god A young Chris Paul sixty one for my grandpa Will
Have faith and I will never ever leave I love you I want you Have faith in a young OG Have faith and do a B.I.G I heard she tastes by the safeties
I-I-I-I can make your bed rock (Young Money) I-I-I-I can make your bed rock, girl (Kane is in the building, nigga) I-I-I-I can make your bed rock
This gon be the realist shit I ever wrote You gonna probably have to run this back and take some notes As a young'n it was etched in me This child's
throw the lane Kyrie Irving watch a young nigga (ball) All these haters by the 85 Celtic vs. the Lakers watch a young nigga (ball, ball, ball) Jumping off
college Yeah I see you young nigga Big things popping my nigga Wooo My nigga Chris Man where the bottles Where the bitches I mean not where the bitches
[Ludacris (Chris Brown)] Luda!(yep) S.g.! Chris breezy (it's me) [Chorus] I know what them girls I know I know what them girls I know I know
a young'in already had reached that On some real life topics I've been snapping You ain't bust no shots boy you been capping You ain't living how you said it
by City Hall found that London Has seen an increase of 71% In victims of serious youth violence since 2012 The Mayor says this is linked
senses Not trying to be rude Just trying to show you what you been missing A handsome young gentleman, fashion be killing No need to be so dismissive
Bo Peep (Sheep) Your bitch my main squeeze, uh, got her down by her knees Niggas try to steal my sauce but, they can't take my stease In the backyard
Mami sit down Listen check me out (Ugh) Who this dude stepped in a room custom suit Alligator shoes rock a Millie Plain Jaine Young nigga making boss
the T-Streets I need 3 more for Chris, B and T I'm a fool with it, just a young elite Shit, what the Hell? You can't blame me This the fast life, get your cash
YOUNG GUNZ LYRICS "No Better Love" [Young Chris + Neef Talking] Where the ladies You can feel me I wanna be your mother, your father Your brother,
Way 2 Bitch 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 Meet me at da corner store I'm juugin' I just made a play 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 I make one phone call To my young niggas They'll
Ayy You know its Lor Tri nigga yeah ayy Blow on who lor nigga imma drift off Slammin on the box like a young Nigga chris paul 1 2 3 Do the dash then
to be scary Now I feel loved by everyone near me Used to keep that blade closer than my own sanity Always moved around young, never had stability I have
you have been touched By the life of this young Man and gripped by his death yes We are forced to hold our Attention at death today - though in Our
to Ruth Chris, had her eatin' on some shrimp Detention, Suspensions, my life like Duke Dennis They got me like, ah, ha, ha I can get any bitch just by
couldn't see the light I would've gave you the world, but the time wasn't right Young bull tried to hoop, he ain't got no height So I told him to pour up
Happy holidays Let me come here and talk to you I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin' (Great John on the beat by
was a virgin My nigga, she made me a slut, oh yeah (freeze) She tryna fuck on that lil' nigga Chris I said ,"Baby, just pay me a buck," oh yeah
True shit I had to much damage done My life was ruthless I ain't got to prove shit To you Can't get Ruth Chris You can get a sandwich Lil mama
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