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oughta be a bringin' up your little girl this way."
And it was signed by the secretary, "Harper Valley PTA."
Well it happened that the PTA was gonna
about where a nigga from
Chopper in the trunk with a hunnid in the drum
Mob a nigga up, then I'm headed to Milan
Gotta catch a flight to catch me
yo uh-huh
yessir
turn everything up some more
the drums you know, the music and shit
(holla back) i'm goin for it now
(holla back) yessir
yo uh-huh
yessir
turn everything up some more
the drums you know, the music and shit
(holla back) i'm goin for it now
(holla back) yessir
yo' ass up
You know where we comin' from
Death Row! BIATCH! Ha ha hahaha!
A yo, Kurupt, you first to blast, nigga
And you know how we do it
we fucking time fly by
Damn the sun up already (til the sun rise)
Is your friend still on the way
Are you talking bout Kimmie or Kelly? (tell her
{Yeah, gettin' freaky in the club
Ladies, it's your boyfriend, c'mon}
Girl let me see your body go la la
Now back that thing up and make it go
money
Ballas, get up
You know nem hoe
When it enter that mouth,
Ready for a download
Do it like R. Kelly on the down low
I've seen it, done it,
Comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e
Yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe
I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate
Flea
Comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e
Yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe
I'm up on this tape, never
Kelly's sheets
(Piss)
But shit, it was ninety-nine cents! (Bag it) Coppin' it, washin' it
'Bout to go and get some compliments
Passin' up on those moccasins
ganja
But beware of the AK held by HM Thomas
Son gotta keep him high in them bottoms or some old pyjamas
I said shit ma nigga take another hit
We ran up
Trump Tower and I started with a 10 speed
Born broke had to use a nigga's instincts
Now I get a hundred racks for the 16
Waking up to turkey bacon and my
the world
Only let's me know that I'm loved
By so many other motherfuckers that ain't you, and it's bugged
'Cause you keep fuckin' with us, we keep
on crack rock
I got the key to her throat, open the jaw lock
I'm gassed up like I just went through a pit stop
Writers block, just like R-Kelly, I'm pissed
I chose to live this life, I be stickin this dick up in these hoes hoes
'Til a couple of bitches bitches get caught by they niggaz
Niggaz
gonna meet up that night
And then I like go out and you’re with another dude, like
And then all your friends are like
Girl, what are you doing?
What is
(I'm a, I'm a, I'm a, I'm a) flirt
Soon as I see her walk up in the club (I'm a flirt)
Winkin' eyes at me, when I roll up on them dubs (I'm a flirt)
S.O.B
Flylathan, Solo
Kelly Cruz talk to em
I was really trying to fuck with you but you showing me a side of you that
Shows we don't think the same
I promised my brother in-law that I'd go up watch his still
While he went in to town to vote
It was right up on the mountain
Where the map said
dress around her legs
And I'm sittin' right by the stage for this
Pornstar dancin'
Your body's lightin' up the room
I want a naughty girl like you
in the morning she wrong
And I don't want drugs bae I just want your love
Ay, baby always feel better by myself
And I'm so fucked up nothing here could
I'm so sorry I'm selfish, sometimes I can't help it
I'm fucked up in the back off some powder
I'm so sorry, I'll be back in an hour
Kelly 13th
Put
everyday feel like a replay
We run it up like a relay
I had intentions on fucking her once but little mama just keep spinning back like a DJ
I just bought
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