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We don't fuck with Steve
He come through take what he needs
Emeralds and diamonds take our clothes and all our meat
If he really want it I promise

Good Girls Go Bad

Game

The R.E.D. Album [f.y.e. Exclusive Bonus Track]

2011

I'm probably not the man you take me for
But I bet I could be if you make me yours
Most of the shit I say is true
When I'm done with bad bitches,

me that eye every time we Facetime?
That's 'cause you know I
I'mma come back, reply
With "Don't you move a muscle
I'm 'bout to come by"
Every time,

around and shot one
Heard shots and dropped son
Caught a hot one
Somebody take this biscuit 'fore
The cops come
Then they came askin me my name, what

(Her pain enshrines)
With me in her heart but fun on her mind (She can't decide)
She lives a life she can't provide
So she's haunted every night by her

clique gets kids excited?

Gather 'round, everybody, drum roll please
And see the freak with two bumholes! Jeez!
If you come for Steve
Then your loot gets

The Groupie Routine

Frank Zappa

You Can't Do That on Stage Anymore, Vol. 1

1988

all these great sounding
Halls
Tell me somethin': do you really have a hitsingle in the
Charts now?
Right now, I mean, with a bullet?
That's really

leaves, in the back with Steve
That's the Catholic priest (Oh, Steve)
If we were no more, there'd be no wars
Terrorist attacks on the almanac
You could walk

pissing shit
I happen to pass while she was hashtagging that MeToo
Her head without a brain looks just like her dress, see-through
(Come with me, I don't

a pig don't kill me
I'm a sheep sheer my wool
I'm a skeleton shoot you with my bow

I'm Miner Jake G
Please let me in to your house 
The mobs are scary

I

a pig don't kill me
I'm a sheep sheer my wool
I'm a skeleton shoot you with my bow

I'm Miner Jake G
Please let me in to your house 
The mobs are scary

I

don't kill me
I'm a sheep sheer my wool
I'm a skeleton shoot you with my bow

I'm Miner Jake G.
Please let me in to your house 
The mobs are scary

I need

shit make me feel a lil lazy
In Love with the Paper
Hit Cali come back with the Flavors
Bad-Boy, I was riding with Takers
Try to run, you ain't done, we

features
I put God on every track we have a lot of features
Mama Africa you made me who I am
A true South African with a tongue of a sharpest spear
Poetry

Everybody know the cat like a dope meme
I got em buzzin' on the crack like a dope fiend
They saw em' come up with a Mac ya I'm so Steve
Now a days bitches

spend me a bag on the designer, I put this shit on, I come trim
I don't sit on a bench, yeah, I score, I'm a starter
Make it jump with my head above

or treating

Maggot ass nikka youn want wreck with a soldier
Trenches rooting for me say don't let us down we know you chosen
Exotic potion got my nikka moving

we hit your condo
Got another friend with me
Named Whitney from Chicago
Whitney love ta model? I'm thinkin' ménage
The truck parked out from
The Chevy

I Wanna Talk to You

Stevie Wonder

Where I'm Coming From

1971

give me a little room now
Do you have to take it all?
Yeah, that's the way it is, I guess
When you're born with nothin' at all

Ahem
I want to talk

I Wanna Talk to You

Stevie Wonder

Where I'm Coming From

1971

give me a little room now
Do you have to take it all?
Yeah, that's the way it is, I guess
When you're born with nothin' at all

Ahem
I want to talk

a fee

Dimples on that ass
Make it ripple like the sea
I ain't come with no hook
And it's Steve on the beat

I ain't Tina Snow
But got my hands on my

everything around me)
Cash rules everything around me
(CREAM, get the money) y'na'mean?
(Dolla dolla bill, y'all)
Snotty nosed kid with dreams of getting CREAM

dick I ain't put no please on it
Weed come on tour vacuum seal fabreeze on it
It a make it on flight do it right put gs on it

Get on by the first

saying bitch come
Kick it like Liu Kang
Look, nigga I don't play no games
I'm a General lifetime ties I ain't fucking
With the federal
White wine vibe, 5