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my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine (engine)
So when I back back (back)
I'm frontin' on you niggas (frontin')

Yeah, I love them strippers

sold their soul
Boy you go 0 to 60, I go 1 and 2 zero's
Pedal to the metal, I call it rose gold
Lord all I know is paper, big fat money rolls
Look at how

just wanna rap
Facts cass' ain't strapped! You wanna ride
In ya girl car 10K I want him dead!
Put some numbers up for his box
Since he think he

meet pop
You got the kittens fed up with your fake set up
I keep niggas on rooftops to watch you
I move by smooth, even keep the new spots supplied

superstition this is new edition I need new attention i got bad intentions
I don't owe you a thang I forget to mention
I'm above ya pension they want me to fail

you a Dentist
Play around you get injured
Dripping gold I'm drenching
Trench coat in the trenches
Stand out I don't blend in
100k and I spent it
100k in

shadow is wearing expensive cologne
Pigtails and dookie braids
Cabinet full of Kool-Aid
I'm ghetto as fuck and my pedal is up
But I'm gassing on all of you

Will Agree
I'm Comin' Up And I Got a Step Above The Rest
Cause I'm Using The Ladder They Call Success
You Say 1-2-3-4-5-6-7
Rap Like Hell And Make It

know I
Don't wanna be put in the spotlight
Back in the zone everything I touch gold, Midas
If you find me in the coal know that I'm heating up
Soon to be

Gold

Nice & Smooth

Nice & Smooth

1989

like real gold, patent seal gold
(Not like some gold) which is slum gold
G-O-L-D gold, and I've been told
It's too hot to hold, you can get it sold
June

This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my

This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my

This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my

Intro No Label II

Migos

No Label II

2014

limited edition
Pushin' one button, my roof and then its missing (Porsche)
Dope on my Louboutins, just left the kitchen (uh)
Now turn on the radio, you

up, " Nicki says
Standing up to count the votes
No one moves "All in favor of ‘All Eyes on
You'?" She is persuasive
Making hip-hop work in the pop world

Diamonds And Gold

Cheeto Gambine

Top of the Line

2016

I guess them pretty blue skies up in Gwinnett County got a disguise
I guess your eyes see us on that map and make you think we ain't a trap
But I'm

to remember me
I made my future, by reminiscing on memories
So rest in peace, cause his mind was a treasury
That's why I do this, my music is still my legacy

ex
And they hate me cos I'm a limited edition Burberry flex
I'm always chasin' bags yes that's correct
No you cannot stop me I am what's up next
Get

I've been on

Back in the gold gold look at the showboat
Leaves is cocoa coming by the boatload
Chains promo Playcloths logo
I'm Lennox out of Belly you

Nas Is Coming

Nas

It Was Written

1996

Motherfuckin' Dre (ah)
What's up, my nigga?
What's up, Nas?
Chillin', God
Niggas is up in here hittin' some of this chronic, nigga
Yeah,

a half a ticket (you haven't)
Let alone, a hundred K, it's a stack in different
Never me, you would give up tryna pass a mission (where?)
Yeah, I see

the plate, breakin' the bow
Makin' it shake, takin' it home
I'm in the A with a 'K, so come on if you crazy
Cold-ass world, goin' out, guns blazin'
Fuck is

didn't pick up, no call back, Jack, this track gotta get 10k racks
I will not attack the people on twitter who do me like that, I'll just fly past
Flow is

Initiated

2Pac

15 Years on Death Row

2006

gon' hit yo' ass up. 
You know where we comin' from 
Death Row bitch Ay yo Kurupt 
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it