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y'all lil boys know wassup with me
Was stressed out as shit, down on my dick now everything seem to be up for me
From the hood but they say I act uppity,

on (bitch)
Nigga that's pimp shit (bitches gonna pay me)
What you say? (Oh these hoes gon' pay me)
Nothin' but the hog in me (nothin' but the dog in me

gotta take it
Better say some
Yeah
Got no time for hoes or the fake love yeah uh
Money on mind
Watch me make some yeah uh
Nigga I ain’t Cappin
This ain’t

on the beat"

Ayy 
Pour me up a deuce man I just wanna feel it
Psychedelic funk sh*t you see how I'm dripping 
All this money piling b*tch I'm tryna make

days and dark nights this no Bruce Wayne
A nigga will do anything just to make a lil change
Get the fifth to face just to alíviate the pain
Shawty how

of pocket, babe
You make me want it from the front and the back, face pretty with your ass on fat
She bout' her cash, Yeah, lil' baby in her bag, maybe we can

while I'm ridin' through the town

Say, Lil' daddy calm down, 'fore I whoop you like my son, bitch
Ridin' 'round on that dumb shit, hundred round drums

F*** Da Bulls***

Birdman

We Are Young Money

2009

Yeah
Cut it up, gimme a light
Yeah, and by the way, nigga
It's Young Mula
First Lady
Uh, yo, yo

Let us begin with a bad lil' specimen

no love fa these hoes, not on nun
Ha
Uh huh
They say Samurai ain't the same kid that was going D1 in the field he was great
They say Samurai is a fuck

don’t love these hoes, I ain't even playin' (I don't)
We just getting high like the Himalayans
You’re just getting by, we don’t do that
I don’t love these

Sex him well, get him high, he might fuck around and die

[1 - Lil' Kim]
I guess you know by now who's number one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn that's where I'm

you got hoes nigga me too(Me too
Say you got bars nigga me too (Me too)
I'm shooting shots in the booth, and they aimin' at you (Ahhhh baow!!)
Niggas

know you a dime so I hope you don't play me
And you can be my wife imma make you my lady

You know just how we rockin', know how we roll
These hoes ain't

Gold
Steady fighting through pain, D-Rose
Don't want see me attacking the goal
Is to get it and turn up hoes
Everyday gotta stack it some more
And invest

keep it a buck, You is nothing but a clone
Marshall, You ugly as fuck
You ain't getting touched by a single one of these hoes

This lil' Dumbass, Trash

how it go
Elegant parties with foreign hoes
Smoking with stars, foreign cars in my horoscope
I gotta stay focused
Load up and cock it my head

all night you should really come by
Tires on ice what I'm tryna say is come slide
Sit back just chill need to relax pop a pill
Half a xan to reset

give a fuck
Send her back to the streets where she belongs

Thought Doin' right will make her happy
She smiled, at a nigga so fake, so chatty
Tryin'

shoot you with both or else one would get jealous
I make money not exceptions, take pills like breath mints
She just get dick and refreshments, free all

Wanna fight me lil hoe
We'll 1v1 bitch yeah it's on
Cause I slaughter all this pussy
Like we on a fucking farm
Pick these hoes just like a comb
Try

better stay low
Sipping Fanta, Faygo, I'll do it if you say so
Rocking my G fazos, counting up my pesos
Got your lil bitch on payroll
Hop in the whip

Dirty in my cup and dirty kicks on my feet
Niggas don't want smoke yeah lil' bitch I bring that heat
Yeah I keep the thots by my side like the piece

on the run

I'm a low down
Mister fly by night
Baby slow down
Let me show you right
I sure don't wanna hurt no one

So, don't tell me you love me

out in the road
I fuck with them 5ives
But i'm from the 4
Nigga who gone die
I keep my pole
Dont ask me why
I dont fuck with no hoes
They make niggas