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It's not a game, im not playin'
Baby do ya hear what im sayin'?

If ever you need someone to go to
Someone that holds you
Someone to be by yo side
Baby

Beauty make a nigga jaw drop whole lotta woman
I could have you to myself it would be so for filling
No limit your potential , cant even see

gettin' cash by the tips, hey
Look at my Rolls, look at the rims, and they on slicks (whoa)
Just look at this dime (ooh), look at her friends (ayy)
Look

If they don't, "we do it"
The best (Hip Hop)
I swear to give you nothing less
Nothing less

Jay Rock got flows
I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette

me be ay
Fix the light bulb before you go to sleep yea yea
Ain't me no happy feet rock me to be ay
Sitting on top a tree made it tru the leafs yea

Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by

Comin' Down

T-BO

Firecracker

[Hook]
They don't count by spokes no more, they counting by inches
Them ain't 20's on my ride, them 22's you jive bitches
Switching lane to lane,

niggas gon
Really hate it
Pull up on them Flying Spur Haters get
A Millyated they gon think I
Really made it when I ride by
Diamonds in my wrist watch,

shit, get a gun to your shit
I rock it, stop it, Louis Vuitton moccasins

Ohh-whoa, ohh
Ohh, ohh, oh, oh (ayo, check)

Speed in a Benz now, before

What it-what it exactly are we doin?
Don't play yourself
Reward yourself and tune in to
The 2017 BET Hip Hop
Award hosted by me: DJ Khaled and Dade

girl I like it when you smile
And I never want to hurt you because you are my prime
If the world was mine, then I'd have you by my side
If these niggas

as the afro it's stashed in, peeking out the back end
I'm Black as a rap diss
I'm Black as a HBCU graduate on some ratchet shit
I'm Black as Queen Latifah

the Henny like a bounty's on it's head
But drink it on the rocks if
I'm surrounded by the dead wish I am
It's a cold one
Spit bars 'til my throat snap
Charred

Episodes

Lootpack

Soundpieces: Da Antidote!

1999

styles 
Takin' out wack MC's by the piles, for real 

Episode #2: God's Gift 

I have no strings to hold me down
Beware of the Tupperware 
It's

the depth 
Real deep 
Not a ounce a respect 
I peeped 
My foot ain't a threat 
My sole 
Til it's found by your neck 
Uh oh 
Show you how turn 
Skrt skrt

near shy see I make you cry
The way I rock you to sleep like a lullaby
(Oh yeah and by the way)
(You got one more day)
(All you got to pay boo you got

so long, about time for a victor
'Bout to change my name
To Victor, that's right, it's Victor
It's already rock steady, trigger
I did blow where

It's Like That Y'all

Sweet Tee

It's Tee Time

1989

Lean, mean, breakin' out on the scene
Me and the girls steppin' fresh outta Queens
So if you want to have a ball, give me a call
I'm Sweet Tee, it's

With your nice curves & thin waist 
You're like a coke bottle 
& by the way the you walk & way you dress
 It's like I'm wit a model 
& when I get you all

I Know You Got Soul

Eric B. & Rakim

Gunmen

1993

they can see how it felt
I'm not bold just 'cause I rock gold
Rakim is on the mic and you know I got soul

You got it
You got it
You got it
You

I Know You Got Soul

Eric B. & Rakim

The 18th Letter/The Book of Life

1997

they can see how it felt
I'm not bold just 'cause I rock gold
Rakim is on the mic and you know I got soul

You got it
You got it
You got it
You

on the prime time
You ain't walking in and out of my life
I'm a queen baby boy, I wish that I might

What if the SUN it shined at NIGHT
The MOON and STARS were

girl, shining like a rodeo queen
Who's that girl, wearing those skin tight jeans
I don't know, all I know, is man she rocks my world
Who's that girl,

to think of your own demise
I am not afraid to die, i've been dead-
Crimson liquid still seeping through our hands
Bonded by the soul it's according to plan