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Maan!

Big Moe

City of Syrup

2000

Maan!!
I hit tha boulevard man an I outta sight Maan!!
I dun took my gallon 2 tha whole head like Maan!!
Sippin' potent ass drank I ain't sca'ed like

baby try someone else
Waiting on me bet not hold ya breath
Had to go level up
Cause people I trust started switching up
Had to come to my senses eyes

away, I had to be by my lonely
Blue hundreds all in my face, I gotta go get me some money
Already know he a bitch, cause the nigga keep on running
I wanna

And sometime before
My my job is to somehow make them curious enough or persuade them
By hook or crook
To get more aware of themselves and where they

And sometime before
My my job is to somehow make them curious enough, or persuade them
By hook or crook
To get more aware of themselves and where

Need to be done by the sunrise
I got no time for me to think about its alright
Time is tickin but I'm working and I know why
I've been using up my time

Niggas don't got dat dank
Boxin da beamer it stank
Laughin way straight to da bank
Hillary movin dat swank
Bitches sippin dat drank
All black rachet

realize real lies
Ya yuh ya ya yuh woah ya ya yuh ya ya ya ya ya yuh
My feelings got poured in the drank these nigga be sipping my pain
This btc tried

rock
Me and my niggas rappin
Division of a culture
You listening to what's happening?
Must be the Cameras flashing
That's causing this distraction
We're

a martyr
Dropping singles not albums like 1,2,3,4,5 tha Carter
These rhymes are sick in the head so lock me up like Jeffrey Dahmer
Tha Carter I’m talking Lil

Doing my thing
Loving my sound
Envying me
That's your problem
Getting some clout
Eyes on me
Starman shit
Ain't no problem
They going downtown
Stupid lil

hit and make em holla holla

(Lil' Flip)
Down South we eatin Timmy Chan's and noodles
I just bought an Escalade and a PT cruiser

(Redd)
down south my

Trilla Intro

Rick Ross

Trilla [iTunes Bonus Track]

2008

With kush and lean on my breath
The big boss Ricky Ross here is Trilla
You Know I'm talkin' bout

Shout out to Gun Play. Shout out to T.O.
Shout

it's gone ride for me that's for certain
Spread my money out like that bitch was a curtain
Sippin good drank but no its not purple
Keep me a K keep

'bout that, don't dial me
Put a lil' ride in your act, baby
Do it for your
For your bread and your black babies
Nigga, don't flex, just build muscle
I'm

some drank in my red cup gon head and fill it up
Chilling with a bad chick and she can't get enough
Cause we gon party all night its a celebration
All we

She give me zombie brain
Ice on me
Like a got a sprain
We are not the same
We in different lanes
I got young money
Like I’m Lil Wayne
All black
Like I’m

when I walk in the bank
This she got me movin' slow, what I put in my drank
Bitch, I been T-R-A-P-N like it's my middle name
Trap motion, movin', I been

the thrills and boastin
Im just pourin my drank while Im smokin
You can call me the token

Black nigga
I dont crack nigga
Cuz imma be in every single scene
With

labeled
I'm really good when they doing drive by's
Come to my school, dawg I'm in the Sky High
Me and the gangsters connected like wifi
Suzy P with me
$10k

Drank turns fours into fives and sixes to nines
Don't drown in the thighs
So I keep both my eyes, man I keep my eyes just open wide
The thighs,

staring at my idle hands
Maybe I could've done something
Maybe I could've made a difference

John Wayne with a God complex tells me to buy a gun
Like

ok
I'm going insane I'm finna blow my brains
Like kurt cobain
Okay bae I'm just smoking on that za
Drinking on this fucking drank
Being crossed really

was broke Uh
Yeah lil buddy got spinned he a joke Bah bah
Yeah I got a diamond ring that I put on my pinky its makin me float yeah
How you got crossed