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Not surprised that niggas be yapping they can't stand'me
Meanwhile I'm on the slab getting dome in my yota Camry 
My baby nasty down for her nigga

Who me be? M-i-x L-O-T, man
Glass ceiling that's the drugs we doin'
Ain't no limits here baby, here it come
Do you remember me?
The black seed with

to be defeated
By some freak mix of Shady friends
Who may try to make this beef stick
But any chance that my foot wont' snap off
Into their greasy ass,

This Reala on the beat too
I'm a big dog no muzzle 
Niggas talking down I tellem fuck em  I thought it was what it was
When it wasn't Imma leave em

how can sick can one nigga be
you think im off that PCP but its Chewy!
a lot of niggas never heard of me
i said beware of me
now they scared of me

a bitch, hella nasty (yeah)
Walking out in public, swaggin' out like bitch caress me (yeah)
All you niggas gimmicks, boy I'll catch your ass by Sesame Street

Head going dizzy, Drank too fizzy
What're your reasons man I probably got like fitty
Head going dizzy, Drank too fizzy
Mix it with the gross cause

Yeah man this songs called big simpin'
It's kind of like big pimpin'
But the opposite of that, JG talk to em
This ones for all my dogs out their

I'm nervous, you heard this
It's my opener baby, how I work it
Earthless, I sure is
Smoke a lot of the wavy so I'm skurtin'
Past the losers

Back and forth
Across the border nigga
Call mix a lot
I had him In the mix a lot
I be in the streets or
In the kitchen with a Brick
To chop easy Yeaaaa

oh, girl, your body good
Boardroom smart, but I love it when they hood (yeah)
Aquazzura Amazon sandals in that emerald green
Same color gown by

the Mix-a-Lot
Bitches put 'em on the glass while
I'm puttin' stickers on they ass
I rule everything around me like cash
On the rocks of reality, dreams get

mix yea she chocolate vanilla

I need me some more gotta get it

Pour up a drink and I spill it

For niggas who ain’t get to feel it

I pull up I wreck

pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not

livin'
Spit all over ya chin
Weezy be on some pimp shit
I see 'em, peep 'em, meet 'em, beep 'em
Later on if she ride
G 'em, freak 'em, by the weekend she

all over ya chin
Weezy be on some pimp shit
I see 'em, peep 'em, meet 'em, beep 'em
Later on if she ride
G 'em, freak 'em, by the weekend she be

3 A.M.

Timbaland

The Inspiration: Thug Motivation 102 [Clean]

2006

gangsta, you can tell by the swag
And it's fresh off the lot, you can tell by the tag, what's up?

It's about 3 in the morning
Gotta leave with somethin' hot

Rippin'

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Swass

1988

home
Ornament is good coz I don't like chrome

That's rippin'
That's rippin'

Chillin' never illin' in the place to be
Down with MIX-A-LOT

body
We two up
But the tris so god damn nasty I almost threw up
Bro just took a roxi go insane he finna boot up
A hundred mil cash in the future get yo

Mark: You know what it is
You know what it is? A lot of
These people are just now jumping
On the we hate Tom bandwagon
I've been hating Tom since like

(yeah, yeah)
Pull up on the six, yeah, we all got blick (oh yeah)
Steppin' on shit, five thousand blues
Good dog, take it too, mix it all with Fent'

Future

DJ Khaled

We The Best Forever [Clean Version]

2011

Whip I drive? Owned by me, wrists and neck, anti-freeze
Can it be? I'm who you dying to be'
Last of a dying breed, I'm Siamese
Twin pistol shooter

she suck the dick alot
I'm fuckin wit y'all like Sir i'm in the mix alot

Singer* Background Singers*
Why'd you have to go and play yourself
Girl you

It's a fine line wit this rap shit
Between dope shit and da wack shit
I see a lot of stars, not a lot of bars
But by my name theres an asterisk
I