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when we get back we be smokin a pack
Yea I got niggas all up in the hood
Im gettin this money so we can relax
Now We gone roll with this shit cuz we bout

the by dream as we rap after dark
They ain't hearing me G so let's turn this shit up till the speakers bust hope it clear up ya ears
Respect what I say

Thug in My Life

Lil' Boosie

For My Thugz

2003

gotta be raw so all my haters could look at her
so through the door came this click of lil cuties
and I was hopin one of them would like to get with lil

stupid, Ya lookin stupid

With this get publicity, by any means movement

Sucking dick on camera...

Ya porn stars and ya ain’t know it

It’s a shame where

Locked and loaded I keep that 9 I'm always toting
He speak on my name well that get noted
Got a bullet for his name want his brain to hold it
Hop up

She done came in my life and tried to destroy it
Every time I lay eyes on ma' I just wanna fuck her
To put my lil' baby in her she had an abortion

(Apocalyptic)
Zwar nicht infiziert mit Aids, doch niemand fickt mit mir im Game
Denn ich laufe durch die Disco mit der Milli wie Lil Wayne
Siebzehn Schüsse in

Workin hard everyday 
Let the money find its way 
Throwing shots easy cake 
My chain 10k by the way 

T shirt sweats I'm a mess
Eating turkey

a fuck
Buried by money and drugs
It's scary to love and it’s tough but you carry me up
Stairway to heaven
I'm lookin’ over the ledge and
Fuck it, I'm

a junky
Treat that lil bitch like a flunky
Im stand-in on mines and aint fallen for nothing
Is you gettin money or you in the way
A boss and big dog
Aint

lil boy
Why I'm winning lil boy
Haha yea
This is get money music
Remember them days when I was losing
Now all these bitches they steady choosing

bitch and I’m given em hell 
I feel like the old Wayne 
Flipping harder then neighborhood cocaine 
Got this drank in my cup like I’m kirko bangz 
Promised

Fuck them bitches

A hundred pounds by the dresser
Them bales came with extra
We get the work in and then we press it
He ran off on the plug
And then we

quick to send ya ho to the store
Go get the J, get fresh just to post up and sell my dope
Might park the C8 in the hood and go rock out a show
I'm

Where this money
Comin from
Bankroll six figures
(Six figures)
Whole gang full of drug dealers
Ay
Bad lil hoes
On me
(On me)
In the club
(In the club)
I

spot stack fast from it we flash money
Street life we pay the price you had to smash something
Ya head was a target with a bag on it
And the murders kept

for me
Just keep ya head up and keep getting that fucking money
And tell my lil brothers not to be no crash dummy
And behind the clouds it be sunny
But

shit before
We never rogue, we move on our own
Me and the gang we loyal ya know
I been on the road, I'm high as a drone
I stepped into the game and I

name out ya mouth lil bro
Keep my name out ya mouth lil hoe
Ima flex in this bitch i dont really give a fuck about a nigga
We low key and putting up

here is underground
but I know that we are over ground
(We gon' get this money, fuck that shit!)
Yeah, holla at your boy (one time boyyyy)
Eat honey

a lil' late gettin' in)
Now I was feelin' kind of hot in the spot
Gotta figure out a way to get my temperature down
Hit the town, ran a red to the hip

entertaining no rumors 

cbout situations I want 

Hear that shit from you 

You tucking ya tail 

Cause you frail 

I can tell by ya eyes 

That you really

Ei Ya

Biz Markie

Weekend Warrior

2003

chant
I need y'all to sing a lil' somethin'
Like thisssssss
Ei ya ya ya, oi ya ya ya
Ei ya, oi ya, ei ya ya ya

[Chorus]
Ei ya ya ya ei ya (ei ya

tonight
I wanna see you
Get nasty
Get nasty
Get nasty
Get nasty
Girl get nasty
Get nasty
Get nasty
Get nasty
Aye lil mama come ride with a fly guy
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