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taking it back (Fuck outta here)
Let it run up on the rack (Yeah), put 'em up there on the stack (Yeah)
(Ayy) I'm bustin' clips (Ayy), Charlie, I'm fucking

she a slut bitch
I'ma go hit and I run it lil' shawty want to fuck she a asshole
I'ma go run with a lasso I'ma go ahead get it back no I'ma go ahead

switch up (yeah), put that switch down (uh-huh)
This a Glock, it go, "Brrt", that's that switch sound (brrt)
Hit the yard, I'ma run it like I'm Chris

Fie Fie Delish

Goodie Mob

World Party [Clean]

1999

counting the votes on yourself
With the ref, calling the game between your frames
I'm on the corner jumping cain, to every lane that walk by uhh
Stop

Reprise: Do-Re-Mi

Erich Kunzel

The Sound of Music [1988 Studio Cast]

1988

Doe-a deer, a female deer
Ray-a drop of golden sun
Me-a name i call myself
Far-a long long way to run
Sew-a needle pulling thread
La-a note to follow

flip flops in a hefty
I ain't fucking with lil momma she be to moving to messy
Put this bitch in sport on my momma you can't catch me
Niño I be stickin I

Eating the blunt i aint Catching a case groupie Lil hoe wanna go on a date
Get a loaded potatoe eat all of my steak get her back to my room
Tell her sit

go get in the way
I'm just tryna get away
I ain't know you got carried away
Lil baby, you know i'm not regular bae 

How you gonna go get in the way

planned for me been rapping since I was a lil
My old friends married to quarters they done fell in love with change
I done weathered every storm you see me

to your block its a doomsday
I don't give a fuck bout what a broke bitch gotta say
(Shh)
Im a touch down run it up go all the way
(Touch down)
Roll a couple

the state like i'm Lazard
Mr. Bombastic like it's barnyard
Run this race like its brickyard
Shoot my shot and i'm not far

I got pressure, Louis on my sweater

my cuckbucks fast
And then bitcoin dumped cause it be like that
But I hodled on into the night, iss aight

Now look at where we at mr all time high

hubby
I could be the step daddy
I could put the kids to sleep
I could make lil mama happy
I could make your momma grieve
When I leave
Make your daddy

presence it speak the loudest
Aye run the bag up for my mama make her the proudest
I get the bag I'm not you I don't fumble
Posted with hella straps make em

what they talking bout you my lil butt butt
Choppa make them run now
You tripping off them gun sounds
That be that ass clap
When I'm laying it down
Sex

Cold kid in a gray city
Doggy eyes, redder than my flag
Man I stay witty
Pitty the Fool, I'm Mr. T
A Team with me
Tryna get to Kendrick level
Till

a stripper
No I won't tip her
But I might dick her
Down
I been the that nigga up in the town
Niggas talk shit I don't fuck around
Run up
Get done up
I been

’m the smoothest nigga out here lil baby
And I know that you knew
I do what I want and do it so cool
Mr.Rebel
Yeah I break rules
And you a devil in them high heel

Bitch
Welcome to the Murdashow
Hahaha
Welcome to the Murdashow
I got you
Let's Get it
The Murdashow
Welcome to the Murdashow

Run a nigga down with

porridge 
Said she want my love i told Lil girl i need assurance
Run up a bag get shit back and then i start to floss it  
We them new niggas don't be mad

ion want no baby
Baby I'm just trying to stack some cheese
Clutching on my weapon, it's a smith n wession
If you try to run up get hit with this beam

Uh
Louis B
Look
They tryna get me
Like I wont leave nigga under ima Talking 6 feet
Run yo mouth a lil too much I Pull up where you sleep
My brother

Can you see our love is not done
Dive in the ocean with sharks as lil pond
Thought I knock depression out the park but then I think that there's no

brazy, we poppin' this top
We crack his skull like that bitch was an egg
Nigga, we play with exotic glocks
Run up on me, then I'm leavin' you dead

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