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Have a Party

Mobb Deep

Have a Party

2006

catch me cockin the fifth, got me rockin with Fif'
Now that's why you see the keys to the Bent'
Got my niggaz movin the bricks, it don't stop

Now they clapping at the king
Now I'm the reaching for the mass
Bitches clapping ass for me

Remember cheifing up the gas
Now I got some for my team

Saved By The Bell

Lil Xan

Total Xanarchy

I'm saved by the bell, yeah oh

Fuck them teachers, fuck suspensions
Fuck detention, that wouldn't do for me
Nothing, nada, ayy ayy
I was just

always keep it too real
Know I stay callin ya Bitches
But aint none real as my sisters
I dont care who you fuckin thats your business
I aint snitchin aint

out
We yelling mayday
I be soft to the bitches for the pussy
What you say bae
Bro caught a body gave that nigga
Six hundred and a vacay
I seen a nigga

snitches 

Y’all be talking like bitches 

Ya last name for be pussy or Shuga  Titty 

 And when I’m don’t with y’all niggaz

Movetwemu Justin 

Cos Mede

stiff Im militant
And my Headwrap
No Saudi
And I came by myself
But the spirit filled the Whole lobby
Hit the trap squirm pimp
Striped up I earned them

coming quicker
Come get up with me

Back to this money shit
No time for the bullshit 
Save the funny shit 
Can't fuck with no bummy bitch 
My bitch is

a cutie on his shirt 
Price tag
Tooly on my waste 
Slight bag 
Designer belt and I still sag 
Get out ya body 
That's a body bag 
Drive by that's a homi cab

killing opps 
and all they loyalists 
My energy is boarderless 
Nigga I was born for this 
I see you buying face But What I got cannot be ordered kid
Really

After the Party

Little Brother

Get Back

2007

shrimps
Dikembe Mutombo, blockin' all attempts
Niggaz ain't pimps
Tuggin' elbows, when you walk by
Compliment you on your toes
Heard all the cons now

what?)
Flow hot as a oven mitt (Ha)
Shout out the government
For all my fundanin' (Aye, aye)
But I still skipped
Graduatin' (Aye)
I like sassy bitches
I

out of that poverty
Profitin' off of coppin' and swappin' that property out for a possible monopoly
Try not to adopt my father's old philosophies

The Masha

Capital Tax

The Swoll Package

1993

like a soccer player just to keep my wreck up
The double decker, Treemania is what I'm causin
Mass hysteria so beware in your area
for it's slick, can ya

for some lows (some lows)
I'd sell everything but my soul (my soul)
They been hatin' on this shit and I noticed it (I know)
I'ma pop by myself ain't

Yeah
Reach for it then reach for it
My chain I geek for it
Stone after stone set for it
All on my neck baguettes glowing
All on my neck diamonds showing

My name ring up in Leimert for how I do music
They say it's lonely at the top I say I'm used to it
Every season I'm in my prime like I'm LeBron James

Welcome to my radio 
Seat back 
Light up your blunt and fly 

You're the type of girl that niggaz wanna fear to lose 
You got money You got body yeah

Yeah
So it's one for the money
Two for the bitches
Three for the Mili
You can keep the Richard
(Yeah)
I don't need that
They keep watching all my

she mop it (mop it)
She lick it, she top it
The bitches, they swappin' (swappin')

Don't try me, it's by me (by me)
Feel me, it's on me (on me,

niggaz rooting for clay,writing their names on the wall 
The kaos is great 
Some of us live for the day some of us dying in vane 
Forgetting my faith,

offed by THE COPS
Told y'all, Nas will prevail by the book when it's up for sale
About the rest

[Chorus: Amerie singing]
For the rest of my life
For

living in misery
I prayed and prayed for a change
But only rain came my way
All this time you been with me
I was just sleeping with the enemy
All this time

Lyrics Written By: 
Zane Copeland Jr a/k/a Lil Zane

Intro
Yeah,
Now they know what my name is (ad lib)

(Chorus)
Funny when nobody knows you 
They