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can suck
My dick, suck my big, black dick

And every motherfuckin' sponsor, shit
They try to put their logos all
Over the concerts and shit
For

I want eighty on my wrist
I’ll let that shit shine like the Big Bang
Gang here got the clique
Oh yeah we get high and we sip drank
Wavy with the drip

All my fam from the Lou
Showed me love like i was theirs
Riding round with my Uncles learning things
Spending time in the city with my Auntie
Humbled me

smoking the grass saying

We stay high every day we try
Don't let these days slip by
We don't have to lie I see it in your eyes
It's just you and me tonight

When I was 18 I sold pot, about a quarter pound to half a pound a week
I also worked 70 hours a week or so, about one day off every two week period,

laughing
They high from sniffing coke off a twenty-cent Andrew Jackson
City lights spark a New York night
Rossi and Martini sipping, Sergio Tacchini

Suddenly I'm in high school now and
Every single day I'm feeling down
What's happening, what happened to me?
I guess I made a big mistake and
Now I'm losing

bitches than a college sorority
Keep dat shit litty condo in the city we going hardest
1 big room it’s full of bad bitches we throwing a party

This a pitty

Listened to this person chew but I kept it cool

Were already burning up on the left side
F the right side this is the right side
Every time it hit night

of it
Thought that I was w the shits til o got checked by big cousin
Stock goin up like bitcoin
In a year I'll be in la bein interviewed by big boy
Sucka

big as hell
Young nigga gettin tow up under city lights
Im gettin money
Im livin right
Straight liquor over ice
Do that every night
I dont do this shit

Bunny hoppin' into ripped jeans

Put her likeness on the silver screen

Small town girl big city dreams

But things are almost never what it seem

Bruh playin' thing
Ah, oh yeah
Coming through every hood
Blowin' up every street
Rah rah rah
Slime, slime
8 be bullshitting he dont never be tryna

Ride Through the Country

Colt Ford

Live from Suwannee River Jam

2009

Big city boys and stuck up super models, 
We don't care where ya from, as long as you polite, 
'Cause push come to shove and every one of us will

Yeah
Need something in my cup boy
Big chat
But big facts
Let's go
Spit facts
None of that lame ass chit chat
Roll me a spliff and kick back
But I

up in the morning got raped by bill bill cosley the first god damn what the fuck has happened to me? Losing my mind every single goddamn day. I hope

AO Mega

AO Mega

Woooh

I just wanna chill
Sit back relax, we can smoke a sack
I know you down with that
I gotta big rig 
We can hit the dab 
I just

Wait two secs, let me spark this zoot
My niggas, they don't talk, they shoot
Roll up slow, then I park that coupe
And the game got fucked by

Shine

Mack 10

Cash Money Records Platinum Hits, Vol. 1 [Clean]

2002

twenty-four/seven
Steady stackin my ends on dubs, twenty-four/seven
Every car you wish you had, we got it, we got it
Bentleys, Hummers and Jags, big bodies, big

down
Every my punch is
Knockout
You are just fake so
Get out
I have too much force ?
Workout

This city doesn't make me happy
And I don't make happy it

Tattoos I got them
Girlfriends don't need those
Avalanche on every track
Ski mask but I'm not froze
Not a con but I got prose
Famous stars and strap

End Of The Road

Machine Gun Kelly

Lace Up

2012

wouldn't get big
Now I bet they wishing they wouldn't have said that shit
I came out of a dying city
Brought back life
Everything they said I couldn't do

some more
I done made some hits, but I got shit that's gon' explode
Finesse up in this bitch, we tryna win let's up the score
Different city every night,

my gang, gang, gang, gang 
Clutch shots baby bang, bang, bang, bang 
Every city make a name, name, name, name 
Kept the plan it never changed, change,