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lay you
This the life that I chose, bout to crack the code
Keep the heater by the door
Smoke that boy just like a roach
Got a bad bitch but she got good

fuck a diamond chain we wearing guns on our shoulder
If you want it you can get it, come and sign up,
We got choppers that will put that Tony Romo 9 up

can see it for yourself
I got ballers on my right side, and ballers on my left
We ain't from the same hoods, but it's all to the good
We bout getting

as a cane (it came with a 30)
I'm not a rapper, got raised by trappers, they taught me the game (OGs)
Got on them frames by Louis (eat it up), but I wear my

perfect
Hundred dollar bill
She ain’t even much worth it
Ah, girl you know you’re ratchet
Instagram flexin’ with income taxes
Louis Vuitton purse so yeah

he delete it
I done moved straight from New York to the A
I went got me a bag I wake up and repeat it
These niggas ain't really balling like that
He

a drive-by this bitch is crazy
(That's my thug bitch, thug bitch)
She's crazy
(How she do it, how she do it, how she do it
How she do it?)

My thug bitch is

Laughing and pointing at a nigga, trying to ruin my fun
For using the millennium, or money by the ton
You niggaz ain't help me get it, I did it with no one

everything that I said I’d be
I’m definitely ahead time like I’m 70
Do all these rappers got a limp? They ain’t step to me
Let me get let me  flow, let me get

the best cream
This is my dream, women with money collided
A blunt on the table that
Got somethin' beside it
Shit, a cup of that syrup
And my money divided

But I don't give a fuck I won't stunt it got me laughing
And two bad bitches wanna do me (Do me)
Let's get it to my crib let's make a movie (Movie)

I Got Dat Sack (Got Dem Racks)

Yo Gotti

Scorn

2012

whippin' hard, Niggas know I got that sack

Racks, racks, sacks, sacks
Racks, racks, sacks, sacks
Racks, sacks
Man you know I got it

Racks, racks,

Digital Girl [Remix]

Jamie Foxx

Digital Girl

2009

to the condo
Yeah, normally it ain't a question
We would cross paths like an intersection
But she just too far away for affection
So I pray that we never

Straight up (like dat)
I'm caked up (like dat) i came up (like dat)
Straight up (like dat)
I'm like dat, like dat
You talk shit and it's like dat
I got a bad

Steal the Show

Nelly

Country Grammar

2000

thinkin' they got it goin' on
Folks brought you a brawl, it all started in ya home
Check the background, St. Louis clown from the U-Town
Fourteen, pimp

on dropping
I been had the ball, I ain't ever gon' drop it
I got me a bad bitch, my dick she gon' top it
Yeah my dick she gon' suck it
Just bought a new whip,

nothing (uh-uh)
Fuck it, just go buy another one (Fuck it)
Ridin' Chevelle with a motor out a 'Vette (skrrt)
She ain't got no panties under that dress

I take the good with the bad and the bad with the good
The plug sent the goods so I had to flood the hood
The plug sent the bag then I offed that

or ridin'
I'm at your girl's crib

She lovin young Chedda
Hopped up on it and did a full split
Aye
Look at the shit that I'm on
Aye
I got that Louis Vuitton

good but you too caught up on these other guys
She bad and boujee when her name pop up on my phone I smile
Call it a crush but I aint got stop trying til

On the way down
Playboy not
Hanging around
This ain't a playground
Got motion now ain't the time to play around
Who called it?
Let me say it now
That shit

six in the chrome
Hit her two times little bitch in my zone
Ima hit it so good you ain't hearing that tone
Blues on the tips so bro get him gone
Blessed

the name nigga
Peep the Iceberg jeans, the ice chain nigga
And if I got beef I let
The whole world know it
So if you got beef let
The whole world know it

transform that to a half a man, Afghanistan
You wouldn't understand how I'm really living
I had it bad when I went to prison
Chris Brown diamonds won't