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shit

Yeah, I like my money real neat
Just like I like all my freaks
You said you're fuckin' with me, I'ma just sip my lil' tea
She let me fuck her

submarine?
All of this hygiene like I’m motherfucking Mr Clean
Give me that money, evergreen, like a Christmas tree
Not this, no lil boy, you are not this
Not

a megazine mean mugging ofcourse
I had a nigga tryna take my soul, but lil did he know that he dealing with a zombie
Put on defence gotta stick to the code you

I just need a minute chase this cash I bet I run it up
Told Choir finesse the beat that's lingo code fa fuck it up
That bih super nasty gotta spread

to a goal
Now you niggas know the code (Now you know)

I wanna flex on my ex (My yeah)
I wanna bury a check (A check)
Count hundreds by the roll (By the roll)

Mr. Flamboyant

The Click

Down and Dirty

1994

motherfuckin' block
Try to catch me if you can, now that I'm a grown man
The mail I got stashed away, people will never know
Mr. Flamboyant

I came in here

these niggas die
Cause nowadays they're telling shit
Fuck nigga stay away from me
I don't condone in that fakery
All I know is G-Code
So it ain't no

some changed up
I can tell by they pitches
He miss his chick I'm getting too from his Mrs
Please don't place doubt on me hardest to do it undoubtedly
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freaky lil thang love frenchies like The Renaissaince... damn
(Heyyy! Hooo! Heyyy! Hooo)
She know what I like, I don't mind if I do (Heyyy! Hooo)
You could

you make a lil noise and they see a lil poise
Bloodsuckers start showing their fangs
Old friends start saying you changed
So I go ghost like David

I carry it
I was down Bikin Bottom, Larry how I'm flexing it
Mr Krabs with the money chasing, I'm just stacking it
In the booth spazz on the mic, like

Im in the studio
Working on that next project for you, you know what I'm sayin
Until then Here's A Lil Sumthin
Yeah
217 Shit, look

Its been a while

Y
My code name I live by
I'ma Dad!
We ride in cars with more than 2 seats
Teach dem kids how to behave 
And we them to believe
I'ma Dad!
Round da

Serving rounds like merry go
Been captain of the front line
Hook hit 'em like a jab I got punchlines
Been cool lil nigga now it's crunch time
Niggas got

They ain't fuck with my when I was all by my lonely, locked down on Carl Griffin
You broke the code, you put a dollar before me, we from the projects,

Tendo, now sweats my dress code, ay, hurtin' my

Dollar signs, fuckin' up the cash flow now, I'm
Lookin' at the e-mails, like where dafuq my bag go
Huh?!

defend my psyche, that's a mind for winners
Overcome hurdles to eat, y'all seated but I got a fence I climb for dinner

Mr. Feeney, a boy when the world

've cracked the code to build my confidence
I've cracked the code I know all my fake friends
I can't control the reason why the scared of me
All I know I know

I suc-ceed
Yeahhh, yeahhh, and this is how victory tastes
So I'ma spit in ya face!!!
Kevin!

[Chorus - Kevin Rudolf & (Lil Wayne)]
Singing ay yo oo

Some Bitches held me down some niggas broke the code
It started as a dream dancing at three years old
They left me on my own I had to break the mold

Family Reunion

Hitchcock

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

getting this fetti
We in the Chevy and ready to pop tags in

[Chorus:]
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by

All I wanna do is smoke a lil Chronic
All I wanna do is smoke a lil Chronic
All I wanna do is smoke a lil Chronic
All I wanna do is smoke a lil

on her (yeah)
It look like she went got a new BBL
I'm like you done went got a lil' ass on you (let's go)
Your doctor did good, shit, I can't even tell

every day
I was taught every dog got his day
When them bullets go to spark
And the dog gotta lay
Better hope to God he don't jump with the K
Mr deLeon by