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play around with my mind, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, baby, it's over 'cause I'm sayin' it is (woah, woah)
Out with that old shit, I ain't fightin' no more

ain't going out sad over a bitch, when there's still plenty more
I ain't gon' lie I miss you
But life goes on and more comes with it
Fit game strong

I don't know about you
But I know bout us
But we over here living
I don't know about you
But I know bout us
And we over here living living
I ain't

cause God all around no CD miss
We praise God over here like CECE sis
B-L-E-S-S-E-D chick

Had to cut the sinin' (yeah)
I ain't tryna be grillin'

it ain't getting solved then
Headshots got me aiming all chin
Hipshot so he better crawl then
On his porch bitch he better crawl in
Close the door bet

and your setting for the better 
It's whatever
I got got brothers and a mother that I worry about
It's all verbs now fuck your word of mouth
And I ain't

at the speed of Flash
Turn your mother into ash, you can't find her like a Geocache
You ain't even fast bruh, who the fuck asked?
My brain Outkast like its Big

You gotta say what your name, man, right? 
Let's go
Yeah yeah ay (ay)

It ain't over till it's over, yeah (over, yeah)
騙されない by liar, yeah (I

Ditty

Paperboy

Power 106 FM: 10th Anniversary Compilation

1997

on his ass when I scoop him, 'cause we bud smokin'
A black man tryin' to make it and that ain't no fair
But just like BeBe and CeCe, I'll take you there

ease
Wrist Rocky
Call Cece
She wanna dance for the team
She caught the thotty disease
I cant wife on no thotty Ain't wifing no treesh
I ain't hit up that

was Cocoa and she was a cancer lil' bit too sensitive but she a chance it
CeCe had character mouth was outstanding Ricardo Tisci on private strip

Ditty

Paper Boy

Dance Mix USA, Vol. 1 [Box]

1996

tryin' to make it and that ain't no fair
But just like BeBe and CeCe, I'll take you there
Huh

[Chorus]

Now here we go
Uh, let's take a trip

It's like you don't even care, don't even care, no
I ain't gon' let this opportunity pass me by, pass me by, no
Cuz what am I gonna do when I die

what I've done
Who I am or where I'm from
If you don't know it by
Now then you just dumb
I ain't got no pistols, inf beams
Choppers or no Dracos
No car,

Over

Ashanti

Ashanti [Clean]

2002

Can't believe that it's over, baby
But every bruise on my heart, you gave me
See, we'd try, but we'd fight, then we'd cry
Now it's over, babe,

Or maybe the CeCe

She wanna pop it for Top Flight, nigga, yeah
She wanna pop it for me
Pulling up in that SS chopping the top it Ain't gone bleed
I be

bag you and sell to the fien and get high
All of them nights i was starvin got it regardless cause i just had to get by
He aint fuckin with me he

Bitch, I'ma take it, I got the trap house booming in Aiken

It ain't about shit if you don't make it
I love when she tell me pull up when she naked

on wired 
Look at my life that's triumph 
Running till I see Zion 
Break it down by the ion 
Take back the kingdom that's the time I'm on

Mind Over Body,

and the officer
Kaepernick cause of the things he can do with his knee
Got to protect our own because i know the cops ain't gon do it for us
That's a guarantee
Let

The party ain't over (Polow)
The party ain't over (Bet that up, boy)
The party ain't over
(It's Mr wW, Mr worldwide)
It's 3 AM and (It's Usher, baby,

things
I know we got a vibe
Everyone can feel it ain't some shit that we can hide
I can not deny this shit caught me by surprise
And I still think you

The party ain't over, the party ain't over
The party ain't over
It's three a.m. and it's too many women
She's just beginning the time of her life
So

hear my song bet they put it on repeat bitch I’m knee deep in the streets 6 Feet get you set up and knocked off by cece this lil bitch blow my socks off