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Chasing that bread running miles like track 
Chasing that bread running miles like track 
When you do good gotta peep who don't clap 
When you do

endeavour
And would you look at this
As if this was all pre-planned out ahead of time by some corporate multimedia synergist
Right on cue
Here comes the swarm

keep it cool (keep it cool)
Then go bananas on the mic Shure give me two
Like his trademark one for me one for you (yeah)
Share fruits of my labor with

No Dick at All

E-40

Bang or Ball

2001

She said " Cause I so - I tote for free
if you want your bitch - keep a ass away from me ", ya heard me

[Chorus: x 2]
She said she wan' no dick

next
On the chessboard
Knowing I'm programmed
By the media
Please go check your encyclopedia
Martyring them on multimedia
The steady speed of them
To see

've been eaten by the system
Oh, are we going like this?
I'm trying to see hands in the air like this
I'm trying to make
Oh hold up let me switch that flow

My friend
When you see me startled
It is because I am assaulted
By the thought that I am in debt

I'm thinking of the graveyard
I'm thinking of my

a clip
That your whip home boy? Nah, nah, nah

This rap shit is fake if
You really wanna ask me
I'm in the projects with a bitch like Cassie
Drop top

ways
Social media culture is in a vulturous phase
Misopedia vultures are in the culture today
Multi-media culture is in a cultural praise
But y'all by

identify my face
I'm triple darkness, silence or I'll have you erased
Me and my wu pirates start riots with osirus
Math, I apply it, kill you, but I'm quiet

Shake Ya Rump

Far East Movement

Dirty Bass

2012

better take a pill
That dirty bass, in your face
Chain so fat you can't see my waist
G6 money still in the safe
And if you look like Cassie, I'ma break

Balcony

Young Jeezy

Balcony

2012

through my hair love
I was stunned by your stare
From the sight of you, standing there love
I could walk, walk on air
Then we made love on balcony

you like a diss track, baby
I, I love you like a diss track, baby
I, I love you like a diss track, baby

cnd by the way you smell like

back, I'm shooting some B-roll
I look at her cat, she look at my ego
We race on the track (We race on the track)
She got me up, put on a leash
Tying her

a waiter go get the check

808s pound as hard as I do
In my jet past you I just flew
I hit her with different strokes call me bob ross
I'm gifting bitches

just me and you like Cassie though
Can't be like these Niggas cause I know that they got shattered souls
You know your grandma lessons Nigga act like she

poppin’ and booked it up
The car, man, you gotta look it up
I hustle drugs like me on a song, nigga
I hook it up
I shook it up and made a wish with it
Then

tongue and let me get a taste
Everybody finds the drug they need for me it's you
Your like a memory or a distant deja vu
I just wanna melt into these seats

the addy im deya, im deya

Verse 1:

My catford ting, too catty, Wanna do goals like diddy and Cassie
Im en route, just send me addy, Snap this whip, but u

backseat
Let me lick your sack while
We're listening to Cassie
You know I'm tryin' to make it nasty
And the niggas that I fuck be
The type that's tryna bash

It's
I said why girl are you so heartless
When we both came up from apartments
Only gunna ring to me when she horny
Only want the honey with

what, I'ma give you a black face
Never in fear, you get beat, like in M-K
Kickin' these niggas, they callin' me Sensei
Keep talkin' hot, then I'm takin'

heels, the shits wacky, ay
Slight flex, keep them aggy, ay
Been a bad boy, need Cassie
Couldn't let her pass me
Need you to make it nasty
Make it nasty

You can be my freak 
You can be my freak 
You can be my freak 

I'm so consumed by any freaky thing you do 
As the night ensues Cassie song it's Me