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Went through hell but never needed the A/C
Glad I cracked the window let the BS out and get a Lil breeze
Learned I couldn't do it by myself, til I found

Pretty

Lil Yachty

Summer Songs 2

2016

on bitches
Oh, you shittin' on bitches, and when we together
We shittin' on every Mr. And Mrs
Ain't no bitch nowhere that could replace your kisses
You put

I'm just tryna live
It is what it is
Looked at my wrist
The ice is glistening
Mr. Nike call me Chris
The checks is coming in
Cp3 with the assist
She

girl
You got me thinking
Let me sneak a peak
Lil observation
Photos by the sink
Got me concentrating
Girl I got the juice
That concentrated
Now arch that

a few bad lil' fees tryna bump on the line but I pay 'em, no nevermind
What you see with your eyes, then your heart must believe, you don't need no proof

Naughty or nice
You decide
Lemme show you how I act the pipe
Mrs. Claus
Screams all night
Santa Claus
Know I ain't nice
Yeah we climbing and climbing

Listen how a lil nigga came up
Full clip one in the chamber
Now im ridin round town in a ranger
Keep the same niggas round no change up
Now im in

a whale I'm burning that blubber
Livin so well I just the bought the Hubble
I live by myself like NBA bubble
Shooting these shots ain't no trouble
Just

I Shall Be Free

Bob Dylan

The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan

1963

Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side
She's a-tryin' to hide
Pretendin' she don't know me

I's out

I Shall Be Free

Bob Dylan

7 Years of Bad Luck

1993

Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side
She's a-tryin' to hide
Pretendin' she don't know me

I's out

lil bish

Baby I'm back in this bitch play I'm back by  the kid baby bash  
Tucking it fast, hiding the cash in the safe and hear 12 pulling up my ass

Ok
I forgot I had this one in the cut
It's ya boy
It's Sush E
Naw call me Sush e Polo
It's Sush E Baby
Ron E
Uh huh
Look
Let's get Sake by the glass

come to my land no you cannot evict me
I keep a strap by the fendi
Fuck ya war stories i dont wan hear any
I be laid back in the back
Bro keep a toolie

some designer on ya



Finna look a lil’ finer on you



Babygirl finna slide on ya





Baby I don’t need no bitch to give me neck for Jimmy Choos

I'll let you niggas call it
Fuck if they don't speak I appreciate the quality
No need to quarrel for the lack of the not received
Cuz I'll be back for

(I hear voices)
Yeah
(I hear voices)
Mr. Glock
(I hear voices)
(I hear voices)

Yeah, camo AP, I'm a soldier (uh)
I got old money I ain't

(oh)
Close that backdoor 'cause I know this lil' phony
(Oh)
Close that backdoor, I can't get shaked at by my homie (no, no, no, no, no, yeah, yeah)

(oh)
Close that backdoor 'cause I know this lil' phony
(Oh)
Close that backdoor, I can't get snaked out by my homie (no, no, no, no, no, yeah, yeah)

needs (Jesus, Lord)

Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel

needs (Jesus, Lord)

Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel

Don't mock on me Mr Mockingbird you old crow

Don't hangout by my window
It ain't no place to get your daily news
Just because I'm a happy man doesn't

Yeah, it’s juke, deuce ace
Gang
Yeah, yeah, aye
Bitch I’m a dog just like look at my face
This all designer that’s hugging my waist
Lil bitch can’t

Yeah, it’s juke, deuce ace
Gang
Yeah, yeah, aye

Bitch I’m a dog just like look at my face
This all designer that’s hugging my waist
Lil bitch can’t

FOMO, niggas on go mode
And I'm still gettin' show money even when I no show
And I'm really Mr. Anderson, I'm dodgin' shots slo-mo
You nigga got no