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Count up the racks
Spend it deliver I'll make it all back
Put on ya lid cuz you act like a cap
Chill by yourself when you back at the trap
Then I relax

Who gonna live who gonna die
I'm amplified and optimized
By the diamonds on my mind
Like a vine, soaked in wine
Lightning strikes my spine
I'm dyin,

the Remy, not the Henny
So tonight might be her birth
Wake up, turn over like
"Who the fuck is her?"
Get the strap, where I'm at? Bitch
I'm a rolling stone

She say her name is Gaby
Met her at a poly party
She look like a burner barbie (Burner burner burner barbie)
She got partners by the party
That could

waking day, gods more like a madman
The worlds a little worse, deceived by a con man
Her brow so heavily weighted, she can hardly open her eyes
But still

the call
I tell her I’m just here to learn ya, not to start no fight
I’ll bet that ass I try to earn ya by the end of the night
See, I ain’t like these other

journey every city like im rudy gay 
Step it back in the back of the whip i’m at the gates of heaven 
Open her legs for a second need a second i might need

could you resist
Pull up like Jordan
I'm ballin', whenever I shoot it goes swish

Roller extension i need no connections
I pay attention
But I do not pay

to see my final moment
Still Coastin'

Just like, just like, just like Lupe told us
Kick push, kick push, kick push Lupe told us
Molded by ebbs and flows,

1). bus 189

[00:09:00] Wo ni pe
[00:11:00] A lion does not concern herself with the opinion of sheep
[00:15:00] You don't even like yourself, why

I be moving like the wizard (true, though)
Oh, so now you selling pussy, you a vendor (oh, wow)
Tell your friends get out my DM 'fore I bend her

I'm fulfillin' my fate
Pretty fine she a 8 but baby I do not date
Makin' her legs shake, if I'm comin' I'm comin' late
Leave you wet like a lake then

like Walking Dead
Shine yo light and blind them haters
Fuck the opps we sever heads
My vision clear (It's clear)
I can't be blinded by these niggas

vision out the ghetto
In the trap they put me on a pedestal
Pop a perc down her throat like an edible
I can't hang with no broke, you ineligible
That boy

Chris Rock Get Lower

Lil Jon

Crunk Juice [Bonus CD & DVD]

2004

love to bump, she don't like knee pads
She scrub em up, her legs that is
Fat puddy cat wit a head that's trill
The type of bitch have a nigga not

again do not take away her cheer
She won't be the same so let me make it clear
If you like her for the way she thinks get out of here
You don't love her

Shawty shakin ass drop it low for the camera
We could go all night lets work on our stamina
Pullin out her iPad she put me in her planner
Cuz shawty

make her feel like she that girl
I might give that bitch the world, times by two and make it plural

Huh, I had to live through the pain
While that bit

with orphans
I'm at the bottom of the mud, where it started
I need Biscotti, gotta smoke by a forest
Got a flock of tens, like an arsenal
This shit

to my feet
Them niggas gone know not to fuck with a king
I move in stealth like Assassin's Creed
I just made your girl get weak in her knees
I see in her

you for a ride on my boat, surprise it's called the ark
And I ain't biblical but this time is critical
Let's not go down like the Titanic
In the cold

you for a ride on my boat, surprise it's called the ark
And I ain't biblical but this time is critical
Let's not go down like the Titanic
In the cold

gone' want me to keep her
And she gone turn to the skeeter
When her body shake like seizure, confirm that she turn to believer
But a nigga don't really

all your memories are held
And the place that can actually charge you back
I like to be surrounded by people that knew her
Nature knew her too like I do