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count some sheep Hot damn, hot water, hot shower Hotlanta, smoking green, cauliflower Tangerine, yeah, I call her sweet and sour And my lawyer say
and soothing Yeah she so sweet and soothing Bad girl man I love her movement So fine like rose like tulip Big heart girl come like Cupid Hot spice might call her
cause everything comes in a set time Nothing was cool as it is Look how we old, used to get by Yungin's are foolish in bed (Big time) Never had money
Southside, (Southside) the southside projects (Chiraq) Pull up with a Big MAC, large fry on the side (bang-bang) Live by the gun, die, (gang-gang) gang, none
bang then it's all the same thing We can bang it on out, we can bang it out I dare y'all to violate, we can bang it out Ice grillin' in my face, we can
a sick joint that I wrote Wala Why With a big joint that I rolled I'm obliged to
a gang no, tell me do we bang no Fam are we a gang no, we don't fuckin' bang We just want the world to get along And sing together in one big song I'm
the man of the hour Never sour Ferny Fern, yeah Come by the TV And just kick it with me Put the Netflix on Bust a quickie with me Come get frisky with me
into a great big blur (Don't recall all that you'll say yo this relationship is fate) Dead in the water I thought Her response to my blatant
A hit this nigga dead Do y'all believe in ghosts? Reach in the stash where I keep the toast Then put a hole in ya gut big enough To stash a whole ki'
to challenge Why would a Hitman Holla? They move in silence i'm used to violence I got a gun big enough to Shoot it and lose my balance jag a Blood If he blast
into beef But pussy nigga ain't nothing sweet Real nigga since 86' I knew i was the man by the age of 6 On my Libra scale I was weighting bricks
Why does the sweet turn sour? Curls up and dies like a flower You make it worse by the hour Didn’t think you were that kind of coward Used to be
if you can handle this Shit, I can handle whatever I need you to just bang out! 816 Boyz! Here I come baby, the aureola mayne! And the Hennessy
I use that Machete to Butch Cassidy by the way His two faggot ass sons' names Is Shane and Cassidy bang! That's blasphemy That's the main catastrophe
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A, And the rest is F-L-Y, You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix, And these reasons I'll tell you
or without I'm gettin' paid I try to figure if I could kill it and getaway I got a plan big dreaming I seen some better days We sour smokin' and we got a new
much thinking MC's are blinking the third eye When I pass by Mackalicious got the sweet potato Fried for you motherfucker I touch the microphone i do
See I could take an hour to talk about the early days Sweet and sour taste now y'all got some bitter ways I aim for bigger trays, train for
no fan base Purchase land, by the acres, bitch, we lookin' over the landscape She got big buns wanna bake her , let me get up in them pants, ayy Bitch,
the reverend I'll probably lose my hearing by the time I'm twenty-seven It's a shame But I need that bang To vibrate my frame ABS my game Have to do
Any rapper thinking that he sweet turned sour Any girl who acted sour turned sweet Just to meet the young G, yes please They say hi to the season
a face With a wink and a smile When I arrive we embrace Your arms closed over my shoulder My hands woven on your waist Sweet and sour September
about, let's be out (let's go) Undercovers pulled up, yes sweet route (route) Gourgous car, sexi house, boat on dock Float on ock somewhere, by
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