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my mind on mars and her mind on me
Get your mind off me I’mma break your heart, come lets light on three
I’mma light up three, I’mma light like stars,

by all the money trees
Running man 
To promised lands
Echoed Deuteronomy
Now T saying HA
Who knows what they cooked up for me
Mouth full 
Don't want

ripping it up
Act like a bitch I'll take your whip
Bet what you want I got the pink slip
Shifting them gears and they do not slip
Once I hit the NOS I'm

me like glove 
Love, sent from up above
A, table set for two 
Now, it’s just me and you
Boy, all that we been through  
Can’t, get enough of you

it in (Silly bitch)
Whoopty doo, the Hoopty'll do, If I get her to bend over
In the back seat, have her sucking my meat
For old times sake as if we

a benz 550
(Mhm)
Keep a bad bitch by my side
She be up front give me slop top
Scooping up your shawty in a crop top
Riding through your hood in a drop top

they want from me 
Everyday I walk but they run to me
Everybody talk, I know how they be 
If they lookin for a check it is not from me 

Wondering what

I'm falling in love I want you to kill me
I wanna be dead
Dead dead dead I can't be seen with you
If I had to I'd choose your death
Get your blood

you couldn't give a flock
The kind of love it can't get from a rock
Thy rod and staff they drove me out
And all the rest, as well
Maybe we will see you

all the guys with whom he worked on the docks
And his face doesn't move from all the Botox

It's not just the money that gets Gina down she's sad for

Belfast

The Golden Palominos

Dead Inside

1996

violent as fire

She hasn't left you yet but she will
By airplane ticket or kill-me pills
Sewn into her dress, she can't refuse
(careful what you love

stirred
shaken ya body right
drink up and get high
we can have a good time
we can have..lady
show time
we can go inside
and have a good time
we can take it

to know you? Make you feel something new
I'm not asking for it all I just need a little dose 
See while walking to the mall brush up and pull me close if

wings
when everything seems lost
and no one can dry your tears...

step by step
memories getting lost
looking for love
hunting for your trust
the race

up and decide I just wanna hang myself
I can’t take no more time by myself
Realize the best ain’t the best for me
It’s make a recipe
Knowing especially

bitches till the end where my friends taking pictures with they loves now go high and get really really fucked up I’m talking silly fucked up got some blow

You won't get the best of me i grow and i grow
Shank me for the recipe you still gone die slow
Apollo hear me carefully you'll never die alone
I had

the R8
Tunnel vision boy I'm just focused on money now
Get off the xan I wake up when the sun is out
I got me some bands and they thinking I'm funny style

the club yeah, down to have fun
I remember time when we really had none now we do it for funds
Hurting my soul knowing he locked up, I'm praying that he

Wrestling rapids raging for your pleasure
It's a measure of a sense that only makes sense up above
That meaning you're just not old enough to catch this sorry

salt
Put me hands up still I lost my gut
Shame on me nah nah
Liver don cut for the same spot
Face be like who swallow... dangote salt
Put me hands up

I'm feeling iced out as the days go by
Lights go down
And I go home
I feel so alone
Alone
Do I just miss having someone to hold me
I wake up and you're

for kari on my soul i'm finna run shit up for you
Bitch i'll get you killed then pray right after that
Mama these niggas try and kill me so I keep a gat

of 94, I came here by my lonesome
Good Friday, three days later, they was saying
Jesus rose up or something
Can't say I came from nothing
My folks could