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Hotel, motel, holy ghost
Razor blade, jailbait, over dose
Woke up pristine no one knows
What you did last winter in the Poconos

Ayo, he got

argues over the poor man in the ditch!
And winds up passing him by, and God has to use a heathen Samaritan to pick him up
Take his Gospel to the furthest

of brothas that gone ride
Hustle until we prosper 99's on the roster
I need a bad lil shawty that be sweeter than dulce
Walking by with some cake, I might call

the cash
As long I ain't broke I'm a get the ass
For the doe Ricky Bobby you ain't first ya last
I've seen niggas fall off but I'm built to last
I'm a tell

flow, my brodee bro Logic know
We Bobby Soxer hoes, we poppin' though
These niggas can knock the flow but I'm too in my zone
Wait a minute though, niggas

the dough
Guess that's my prerogative, they couldn't hold me down long
Now every little step I take feel like a Bobby Brown song
I got God inside my body

a lot of time I'ma slide to the side the Vicky's
I'll supply the dope in dick form like Bobby did Whitney
I'm your pusher man got you addicted now you

Tell yo bitch to get off me
Off white, all this off on me
Speaker knockerz, I did it by my lonely
No imagination I'm livin' like
I'm Tony Montana

Auto shoot that bitch at your snapback
I had to come down in the
City, I really got ignorant
Somebody go ask 'round
All over the city, I ain't no need
No

They call me the Souvlaki Papi
Bobby Bodega to these paparazzis
I just hit up ckhi 
I came from the anunnaki
Versace on my body
Head to toe looking

Cooped up in my town
So now we "gotta Get Away" like Bobby Brown
(Damn) the women will call it two
Letters that are instrumental
I focus my eyesight

college hoes
Niggas playin' dominos
Somebody bout to lose they hold
Rasta flow, my brodee bro Logic know
We Bobby Soxer hoes, we poppin' though
These niggas

getting taxis
Your family, black sheet
All my team stack G's
If they don't match P's
Then they let their strap squeeze
Stretch notes, I don't buy Bobbies

you're doomed *breath* no one will be spared
By my pen I named Charlotte, cuz she woos with flair
Sends you back to square one when you're done, it's

it, it's over the head
Tough talk from a dude off of a perk
Your homie or God, who you seein' first
You run up, get murked with your face on a shirt
He

and stare as that bobby picking at his fingernails
What a sight unmask the man who told ya
Get it over with I got shit to do who knows bruh
Sipping sipping

brothers, no discussion, my flow too sick, need some robituusin
I ain't with the back or forth for the fussing, put a ho over my money, now you buggin
All

Tenderoni

Marcos Hernandez

Magic City

2006

When I sit back 
And close ma eyes 
When I got you sitting by side 
When I feel that sexy body 
Rubbing up all over mine. 
That is when I know 
I

Sex

N-Dubz

Uncle B

2008

Seen one too many get tied down

Are you set?
Back up, let me get that

Do you ever get horny reading a text?
You ever had sex over the Internet?
Webcam

The Ride

DJ Red Alert

Speed Limit 140 BPM+, Vol. 8

1996

choose)
I'm Dr. Ice (How can you tell?) You can tell by the mous'
And I'm the Educated Rapper (The brainiac
And Mixmaster) woo-hah (The four is back)

fall off the deep end

I am entertained by the pain, moth to a flame
Jarring over your charred remains
Hard to explain to the sane
Tarzan's and Jane's