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sharp
Built by God made in Heaven included with every part
Everyday was dope with her
From Cold Spring to Central Park
There she go again fly as hell

the script, cause boy they on that hating shit
But I don't have time to trip, stay in my lane and do my thang
Ride with my down ass chick, make love to Mary

Smash fun to us when it comes to whipping ass it's a match
you don't need a gun when you got a Drax it's a fact
ooo I got the groove bump it through

fake it
Dont get led this way
Back to basics
Use common sense remember Your heaven sent 
You a gift in the present tense 
Your more then worth it your

my raba
Oh Suzanna
Oh Suzanna yaaay
Oh Suzanna
Oh my lover

One two step to this groove 
In this together me & you
Bun dem haters dem ah intruders
Dem

as the truth
I’m versatile, so what you really wanna do?
Yeah, I’m really this mean in the booth
Pen strong enough to leave mics black n blue
And Don’t let me

the food we need and forgive us for a sin

If you give to those against you
Your heavenly father will forgive you

Gotta use my own
I need a shoulder to lean

been thinking about that deal when I was 17 they sold me dreams
Like Yung D we go help you get the green nigga by any means
They plotted and schemed bruh

10 times harder than you niggas

Tryna elevate my people I spit it bro this our year
They say you need a hit now let's get it the summers near
I said

the dirt
Well I gotta ride or die - she stay by side
Do it all from the heavens gate
I been smoking this weed as a crutch
Cause it's clearing my mind - like

No time for the bluff show you this is what we does
Hold up
Roll dutch
Fold up
No bruh
She all on my shoulders
I don't control her
I'm home then I'm

You Don't Know

Lil' Boosie

Incarcerated

2010

nothin but hard Heads, like Fry
Thang and Kevin. Goin' to clubs reppin',
Hollin' "Fuck goin' to Heaven", cause I'm out
Chea, Look like my luck fucked

at your pants

D D
Dick and Money
Dinheiro

Robei dinero, Robbin a hundred for This peng thang
10 Bands that comes from pants i need my rubber bands
Rubbing

that
Jupe bring it back
We bout to have a ball

Bout to be
Running this game
Cause Im controlling the levels
I'm pulling all of the levers
I'm leading

a separation didn't change anything
So I sit here alone
So far from home

Surrounded by people who die in their sleep
On their springboard to heaven it's so

Nonchalant

Danny Fernandes

Intro

2008

(Belly Rapping)

And I don't need to come on so Nonchalant and I,
Don't mean to be this fly, by the look in your eye I can 
Tell you gotta thang for

about that lust Plus
You know this thang gon Last
Never gettin broken easy Like some bulletproof glass right

Need some time to get my life Baby
With

reverie I'm in heaven
Out this dimension not to mention this affliction
Im drifting soul deep but never fall asleep on division
We are one in my senses

Whipped Cream, Nuts and Cherries

Goldy

In the Land of Funk

1994

time and say that she is 17
Fine and thick, never been licked a dick, the girl is heaven-clean
Start suckin on her titties, slid my finger in her pussy

ring
I close my eyes to the bull shit and open my ears to hear the heavens sing
I started off with two weed bags, but a bird of coke I really need that

One time, every time clock ticks by 
Snare drum hits with sharp sounds that satisfy
Two time, second time the flow goes
I transpose to heaven's

cheques
The whole Egypt Eighty gotta blow my Trumpet
And it dont stop

Just a minute I was gone Now I'm Back nice
Told the heavens put me on soon

to alter expectations
There'd be something bigger than ourselves

Our desires, our investments too
Got to yield the right of way

We don't need much, for

get mad when I put you on blast
You did this to yourself you basically asked

Baby, you need a cast
How the way you acting out
That shit is for clout