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done got mad now, I done got pissed (Urgh)
I'm running 'round with the blicks (Bah!)
Why she been all in my mix? (Mix)
Gave her the cease and desist

come by, we'll combine, just unwind

Hold up, momma roll up when we pull up, now they know us
Focus from the Addy when we smoke us them fatties
Don't

I'm pulling these hoes on a paper tolls
Or a add by the woods take her to the Mo'
Lil B got slow weed you could blow
Twenty yeah on my wrist and
It's

my nigga, dissect it
This aint no regular shit nah
This this Laine with Wessy the legend
It been a minute since I did anything less than impressive

Bad lil bitch
Feeling the vibes
She going eat up the dick said
She like how I stay out the mix but..
She love when a nigga be popping my shit

Man said he'll do suttin when he sees me I won't hold my breath
Cah I know a couple man that know you bro, that's  a very big stretch
You was all

sleep
Leave me at sundown when I'm telling her to stay
And she call me on my cellular
Can't get no regular
Can't get no rest, cause I know what I want

an Ultramagnetic
DJ mix off Statik Selekted
The Clue to Premier was Spooky cause here
Jeff Left Quik with Spinderella my dear
They got a room for some Metro Boomin

1, 2, 3, Uh

Blah Uno, here to put suckers in the mix
The musical's fixed for me
To bust wild dicks, so yeah
Busting off nuts in the chicks-to-sluts

regular bitch
Yeah
This that what you doing
Stood by myself
Made it with the Lord (get the money)
Stood by myself
Made it with the Lord (go get the money)

momma did with the crust
That girl a stick but still she always do be comin in clutch
I fill the back of my mind with all the shit I regret
Cuz I got

bitches named Heather
Doing donuts in a coup (Coup)
Getting chased by read and blue (Blue)
Yeah my city like a zoo (Zoo)
Bunch of lions running loose

out with the homework 

They was coming by on the regular

Time went by and they graduated

I’m talking bout from college with they masters 

Damn them

Friend or Foe

E-40

Down South Slangin

2008

my high breakin' rules 
You got ya P's mixed up 
You ain't no pimp 
You's a forty 
I spit for major mix 
While you make tapes for ya homie

pull up to the party, got a pocket full of Ghost
And my cup full of migos, im not talking Quavo
Imma take off inna min, mix it in the faygo
Butter Pecan

Please don't get caught in that mix like some Jiffy I pray on ny knees to the Lord he stay With me
Right before I leave my house with that cause moving

Foolin'

De La Soul

Art Official Intelligence: Mosaic Thump

2000

A whole string of party people wanna run in my mix
In my world they wanna fit like melanin in a tit
Jam tight, they ain't my fam, alright? They ain't my

have it

I grew up fast im still a young boy
But life it woke me up
I seen my momma dead at 16 you know it fucked me up
And don't be scared to pass that

watch a hoe, I watch the grams go
Watch the stash grow, straight cash flow
I'm a hundred time bigger than
Preme in his prime
100 mill in my account

in the mix
So you better watch your mouth dawg
Talk slick get hit dumb bitch
For real for real
A couple weeks ago I was chilling in the living room

Let's Ride

Eightball & MJG

Screwed Up, Inc. Presents the Best of Suavehouse

2000

Rich kid a queens nigga a green nigga 
When I say green nigga all about his cream nigga 
I suggest invest in a tank and a vest 
'Cause me and all my

Aye
They wanna ride my wave
Represent
Represent
Represent
Represent
Aye
For the squad
I gotta Represent
For my guys
I gotta Represent
Behind my momma

it
I been sayin' I'm the ticket
I was born to be the one to take my momma outta her
Buy her Prada gear
Stack a lot of chips and buy a lot of land
I

on them holidays like a regular day
And we dont know christmas
'Cause we aint met santa claus
Uh
Dont ya know
My uncles were hustlers
My momma my brother