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Dollar signs up in the air when she dance
For show
Drama queens we ain't fucking with those
True love never felt it before so
Imma be gone by the morning

to myself
Ready? I'm no beginner
We'll never run out of health
Level up by the second 'cause
So much damage is dealt no doubt
I'll be the greatest trainer

Perry
Heard that boy where fake white gold
I can tell by the way that he wear it
Seen niggas with the same damn pole
I can tell by the way that they

Feeling the pain, you create	
Love and passion I gave
Feeling the pain
Feeling the pain, you create
Feel ‘round my ankle a chain

Feeling the pain
Feeling

Watch out, Gangstas in the street
White house Gangstas telling me
Proclaim an enemy
But who’s left to bleed, who's left
White House Gangstas telling

Watch out, Gangstas in the street
White house Gangstas telling me
Proclaim an enemy
But who's left to bleed, who's left?
White House Gangstas telling

passion
Took my heart and buried it, now I'm a player savage
But it's okay cause I got ways of fucking getting back, bitch

Uh, Walter White, Walter White

wanna know my formula
Actavis sippin', nigga no prescription
I got the chickens, they're finger lickin'
I'm kickin' the game
I got more white than Barry

wake and pies, wait and taste the lies, weighing weight scaling by the eyes
What great surprise
My size is tremendous,
gold denchers, Old pretenders
Old

Some MCs are catalog, and yeah, they stay paid
But why pay over one buck, when they lip syncin' on stage?
King of pop, Barry White, rollin' over in

Bougie by the couch and just sip on white wine
She like to chug it start breaking all the ice
Sit back and listen start speaking off her mind
She

a hunger and passion
For Christ, amen, alright, with all that said
Say let the mystery be known

Yeah
Faith Mission make some noise for Jesus
Aye, He's

Barry Allen mixed with Harry Allen
My blood hot as volcanic rock formed of canary diamonds
To final Canary Isalnds
My rhymes inspired by environments

Prelude

Big Daddy Kane

Looks Like a Job For...

1993

you at a party, put up your dickbeaters 
By time I get through wreckin your jaw 
You be callin Patti LaBelle and Barry White hardcore 
Why should I

Raised by Wolves

U2

Songs of Innocence

2014

Face down on a broken street
There's a man in the corner
In a pool of misery
I'm in white van
As a red sea covers the ground

Metal crash
I

Aux Cord

Big K.R.I.T.

4eva Is a Mighty Long Time

2017

Billy Paul, Me and Ms. Jones, I always knew she crept
Barry White, Love Unlimited for the Soul Brothers
Ohio players and heat wave for the Cole Brothers

Family Don't Matter

Young Thug

Beautiful Thugger Girls

2017

Smokin' Backwoods and moving bags
I was getting protected by my savages
Yellow school buses that's a Xany
Causing me to sleep and I ain't plan it (yee

Aye, Kash
Hop on me (Yah!)
She want to fuck on me (Woah!)
On these all white sheets (All white sheets)
All white sheets
And I want to go to sleep
But

, shit get slimey like
Wondering who in the court room
Singing like Barry White
Gotta keep it dolo though
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely
How

4 Eva

Jazze Pha

Thug Matrimony: Married to the Streets

2004

and Barry White, and Teddy P
Mixed in with a little Billy Dee
And this is a gentlemen's song
And little children, girls and boys, I'm sendin 'em home
When

Pink lips, white hair
Deep pockets and blank stare
You do anything you want
Spending all that daddy's got
White lines, champagne
White lies feel like

J'laisserais tout c'qu'un mari gagne
Et j'espère qu'au paradis j'verrais
Bob ou Barry White même Salazar
Mais seulement si papy l'caillasse
Afin qu'on arrose a-ç

(In-N-Out)
Wache auf, another Day in Paradise
Wache auf, ja, zehn Girls in meinen Bett
Deine Bitch will zu mir, als wär' ich Barry White (ja)
Zu viel

from where i air
Givin' it a hundred percent through my 20/20
No love for the homies that tried hatin' on me
I was steppin' up with passion, after all