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and straight shit it
Told motherfuckers my flow was big business
(Outta your range)
I could make a nigga 10 digit's
(Niggas is lame)
All these niggas know is

Envious, I'm in NV trying,
To win a Benjamin by,
Applying my wit to a round of
Cribbage again,
Crossing a few off the list and
Offending ten,
Your

Coming up Short

Too Short

Cocktails

1995

I'm only out to fuck a bitch, fuck tryin' to charm her
I treat a fine ass bitch like dirt
No money in her purse, a fuck is all it's worth
Lookin'

Little Joe, the Wrangler

Don Edwards

Songs of the Trail

1992

a little Texas stray and all alone
It was long late in the evening when he rode into our camp
On a little old brown pony he called Shaw
In his brogan

a wavey then ride up on him
Back in the day I had a rough life
Always looking left cause it's tough right
I'm a loose cannon
Fuck all you Karen's Your not

HTown heats over Stockholm beats
It's Moon and Big Mon about to stop your streak
We don't sleep making rappers retreat
Our release on repeat,

with anything
it doesn't have to be clever
If I ever see your granda
I'll knock him out like McGregor
I'm a king in me own right
Give us back the fuckin

Leave It Alone

The Dangerous Crew

Don't Try This at Home

1995

sleepin on the Dangerous Crew
I know you and your boys love to rhyme and it's funny
Cause I spent all my time and money
On my studio we make funky ass

And
Put down all the pistols
Drakos
Automatics weapons
Niggas leave prison
Go back
They never learn they lesson
Life is Todd shaw
So I be counting all my

Headache [Bonus Track]

Rick Ross

Hood Billionaire [Only @ BestBuy]

2014

me a headache
Vacay where you niggas don't
Got it nigga, how you want it
100 chains, I'm cold blooded
Land on your head nigga, no luggage

All that

Eid Ma Clack Shaw

Bill Callahan

Sometimes I Wish We Were an Eagle

All these fine memories are fuckin' me down

I dreamed it was a dream that you were gone
I woke up feeling so ripped by reality
Love is the king

sneaky, always attacking me
You crazy in the head
You so cold, talking blood and all
Call your ass a toad
You still got some miles on you bae, it's time

Shawty you know I ain't playin', yeah yeah
And you know that I lay it up, I lay it up, oh yeah
Know it's late so I'mma hit you now
And your old man, no

dive deep pearl necklace off white whipping cum off your wife with a white T you got a problem it better be trigonometry hitting you with geometry soul

phone, I pick it up when it ring
You know I hit you back, 'cause you is my everything
You know you'd be my queen if you let me be your king
You know you

the day I’m fallen I’m a put my all in
Cause shorty we ain’t won shh till we all win
I know I hear it often, I’m from a different cloth kin
Where if your

attacking me
You crazy in the head
You so cold, talking blood and all
Call your ass a toad
You still got some miles on you bae
It's time to hit the road
All

dollar like Charles Shaw, Capri Sun with a fucking straw
Too much dick, that's my flaw, you know the name, bitch, that's PAW
I go all in, my measures

The Get Down

Tha Alkaholiks

Firewater

2006

meat, hope you like it raw
Fuck it, I'm the next Curtis Shaw
Mixed with Marley Marl y'all heard thus far
Spar with the track, so my wind's up to par

and allure
Makes you feel the only thing that matters is dripping in Dior (oh no no no no no)
But look, there's more
It's all about Michael Kors
I wanna be

is love anyway?
It's been so long, I might be fooled just by anything
But ain't no problems
You've been solving them, girl
Too extraordinary
Take me

on stuart 3
We got lift off

Imma hand it off to the Harry man Shaw

Been a minute since I rapped
But, I'm no longer trapped

All our foes are now clapped

shit how you make it to your zenith
Niggas say it's all love but the president of your fan club could turn out like Selena's
Lotta hoes but it's not

supposed to like
Unless you put a white face on it, just look at Cobra Kai
I'm building Chi, ain't no Karate Kid move
You sold your soul to pop, I'd rather