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got a smart phone and she owns a Lexus
Yeah she could get pipe with no protection
We don't make love there's no connection
Aye
Yeah I duck um and I

ready to grip up on that tooly if It Ain't bout fam or money then it really don't move me Ain't no picking sides or choosing hold on wait look at what you

Nigga I don't roast nigga I condone
I condone to the fuckin action pussy ass boy
So don't fucking talk to me about
Motherfucking comebacks and shit

I hope I don't go insane if make with this tape
Question is Patience and I found out hate it
Humbled by Circumstances
I just wanna do music that all

honestly
Gurl let me tell yu sumn honestly

I don't wanna see yu when yu crashin um sorry
She don't really wanna hear nuthin bout prolly
I get it Messed up

tripping though 
I keep um laced up

Stay optimistic through the politicking and frolicking 
they holler for dollars but really can they swallow

don't know where to look
There's a train, yeah
I already know where it goes, um
So I gotta live my life for Jesus
Cause I wanna go, yeah
There's a train,

Um, oh that’s just her ex, uh, boyfriend outside,
With a chainsaw. Um.

Here, let me call you back okay?

[MUSIC STARTS]

Yo this song is for women

Sister Sister
By Ogie Cayabyab

Mayroon akong nakilala dalagang Marikina
Sa aming inter-youth fellowship
Stand out angat sa iba dahil siya'y mestiza

Hello, um, I'm about to rap, or whatever this is, yeah, yeah, he's about to rap, yeah, um
The road's so long and twisted, must be springtime, though

and you moving slow
You big headed and you don't even know

I'm sliding by
Doing ah hundred
In the seventy
Five miles over
Take that chance

He keep his

through
From my highs to the lows, you were my EQ
I wish every evil man could have seen too
Though they're blind blind by the lies devils feed you
You want

Nina tuck but my dawg like to use the 40
Fresh af and um hittin when lI'm in the party nigga wanna shake  hands, make me feel important
Watch me

It's like you still
wish for and want my love

Um I know I can't be too mean
I can't help it
Jealousy's a bad bad thing
But when you and me
Passes by

a mask, yeah don’t be stupid
Bright blue clouds flying right on by me
Hearing this song makes it so vi-bey
Upright freakin’ bass it’s awe poppin’
S.L.C.

Cheese Shop

Monty Python

The Final Rip Off

1988

in the public library
On Thurmon Street just now
Skimming through Rogue Herry's by Hugh Walpole
And I suddenly came over all peckish

Peckish,

Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit

Wanna Be a Baller

Lil' Will

Sittin' Fat Down South [Clean]

1998

Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit

Uno, dos, tres, cuatro
Espadas the top of the hollows
Cinco, seis, siete, ocho
Nueve, Gotei falls to the bottom
Hueco Mundo, don't you follow
Hit you

Who, that's everything thing I learned. By the way, when you, when you live, when you live with a woman, the fight is never over. You think it's

congratulate (congratulate)
Go head talk down on me
Cause honestly
I don't care now (care now)
You tried to tear me down
But I don't give a damn now (damn now)

Nope no uncle but Iama cause a ruckus
Got good news like i'm Tom Tucka
Make them racist upset, like that mutha...
Cause I speak truth, loved by

unique
I don’t even give a fuck if you’re not a freak
every week
There’s another one
So I don’t want easy go easy come
Um
I just need the one 
Two player

Form guerilla hands to pick me up by eight
It was a sweet night, the weed gates don't stay open late
Check my bank roll, remove the tints
? is pet charm,