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the bank with guns, countin' hunnids one by one
No I do not fuck with you, if you be on that funny stuff
Shorty like it rough, she want all that kinky fun

I

don't gotta listen just give a fuck
Your mouth I don't need your legs you can keep
Just tryin' to get up in your jeans re-sew your seams
And your pussy

All We Do

Trey Songz

Trigga

2014

'm in her head so I know we're 'bout to get started
One thing led to the next, now she got her hands all over my body

I ain't tryna stop and I know

fucked by a stick of dynamite
You're weak nigga, you bout to die up in your sleep
The overlord of rap will never meet defeat
Pain and agony, I don't touch

they forgetting for a second non-fiction ain't a weapon
Thoughts could be hypnotic, nah, just neurotic
Called oft psychotic, flawed by off logic, but I

It Might Sound Crazy

Daz Dillinger

Retaliation, Revenge and Get Back

1998

Told Miss Harris, it was too late to stop and too late to quit, 

I was lovin' that pussy (Uhhh), while she was lovin' this dick. 

(don't quit) 

I

Just popped out in a coupe top down but the roof drop down by itself
Yea I got this hoe locked down gave the whole block pounds
Told them don't stop

for my hood I'm tryna represent
I just started rapping but I feel like ima vet
I don't do that coach shit bitch we fly on private jets
Ever since I made

Freaky Thangs

Twista

Word of Mouf

2001

convenience store and pick up them rubbers
Magnum I hope
This is Faizon Love and uhh, I love hoes
I just don't pay 'em

Cut up, know we like that, get that

My wrists sick, I'm talkin' tuberculosis
I might just, just pull up on Boulevard
Top down in two yellow Porsches
My wrists sick, I'm talkin'

beat him with
A bloody-ass bowling ball
I'm fresh as hand sanitizer –
Don't hate the game, just analyze it
Two Xanax, i'm fantasizing about fat
Bitches'

life it fades away I stand here as it passes by
Don't know if I should have tried
She said I don't smile much
It's just another Gemini
I know she gone

I Used to Be in Love

Joe

Nick Cannon

2003

you, shotgun in da six hum
New Puerto Rican chick with a slick bun
I got your rum, got your rocks
Got your, oh daddy, please don't stop
I was your

’ma keep stacking money like Uncle Phil
When I started I was popping just like a pill
Size 13, got big shoes to fill
Wanna blow up no time to kill
Don’t want

shorty say she wanna kick it
I can't say no
Yeah, I don't get it, she don't get it
We get litted, oh, oh, oh
My lil bro going crazy, and these old hoes say

Nigga please stop talkin out ya body

Can't let em try me like a dummy
Exotic started fucking with my stomach 

I been smoking woods back to back I

grab the can of hair, everyone in here wildin'
She don't speak no English, you see why she just be silent
Choppers with the standards, I'm shooting shit

she get the point
Tryna get her to stop smokin', I would leave and fire up a joint
'Til I quit, started back up again, twenty years later
All that

shorty by my side
Dices on my socks, not walking with my pistol
I don't need my Glock, 60's fucking with me
Ron cuz, what up, no liquor in my cup
Brown

heart in two
Now I'm just another ghost inside my room
Now run, away
Can't even stop
Don't even speak here we can't get along
Now stay awake
Ya I'm not

Young Niggaz

2Pac

Me Against the World

1995

started slangin' that they don't know me
I got my hustle on, learned to ignore what couldn't pay me
Lately I've been tryna make a billion, can you play me

Niggas be faking do all that talking for show 
Just to get saved by the bell 
Brodie just listen, watch what you say, I don't want you getting smoked like

I been around the block
Again and Again
Force a move and never stop
Going to places that we never been
Distant lands and distant space
Whipping

Whoa Whoa Whoa
Uh
Whoa Whoa Whoa
Uh-huh Uh-huh
Uh-huh Uh-huh
Veli
I give you anything you want
If you do right by me
I'm with whatever shorty, It's