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there, it has hair?
Bad happening before, not with a knife
Not with a wife

I'm not a fuckin' weaboo
Most of these MR's poopoo, gonna make you get the flu

Sumthin lik the torch, got that fire by any means
Niggas is doom, if you dont got the ratchet
Tryin to make that money stretch, Mr. Fantastic
Tryin to make

'm gettin by

You know I'll hop in the whip, just say the word, and Imma slide
And you know that I'm legit, don't gotta swerve, jus gotta drive
And you know

Hit the Parking Lot

Pimp C

The Naked Soul of Sweet Jones

2010

got two bottles
On the way to the Ramada getting followed by two model
One hoe say I'm a dog so lil mam wasn't tryin to holla
Bitch u right and I

just pour a lil pint on my palate
Niggas hoes but that's not how they gon tell it
I had to wake up and I started living with passion
We coming in numbers

I'm stayin' classy
When all of these other hoes tryna get nasty
They tryna harass me
I swerve in the coupe and they cannot get past me
They know me

Three
Two
One
Zero
(Yeah) Yeah, big black Maybach truck
Yeah, swerve out the, swerve out the house
Yeah, main bitch in my room
Yeah, got a side bitch

me feel like I'm a dentist (mhmmm)
I'm a menace on the block Mr.Wilson I'm Dennis (you heard)
I could drop anytime lil nigga independent (uh huh)
In

up in they mouth like they don't floss a lot
He ain't sneeze but I'm gon bless him if he cough it out
Y'all know Mr Smoove I ain't no lil bruh go head

I've made

Mr. Sandman
Sellin me dreams
Doesn't say much but he's Telling me things

Mr. Sandman 
Sellin me dreams
Doesn't say much but he's Telling me

(swerve, swerve)
I get super fly, I'm so high above the building
Leather jacket on me like I drive a fucking motorcycle
I got all designer on me I don't wear

ounce
Oh yeah lil bitch, I can see clear
I'm smoking on Bel-Air
When I hit the 414 I hit up AyooLii
When I hit the 414 I hit up AyooLii
When they see me

I lost a couple my homies
I lost a couple my homies, now I just trap by my lonely
A lot of these n****s be phony, So Ima break bread with my cronies

fit, man I feel like I'm famous
Real Mr. Put It On
Fucking yo bitch and she sing my songs
Feel just like Uzi, my money long
I get way too high, man

Let's Ride

Frost

Tha 13th Skorn

2001

[Mr. Lil One]*Talkin*
Yo this is what we fin to do

[Chorus: Mad One (Mr. Lil One)]
Let's ride ride, slip and slide
(From my side to your side)

That lil' bitch more than a dime
Come and hop inside my ride
Hop in a fast car
I cannot catch any feelings
So imma do the dash in my nascar
Swerve in

feat. Mr. Lil One

[Mr. Lil One]
Everybody want to be knowing
How I be doing it when I be flowing
back up in this motherfucker
ready to server you

eye (wo)
Imma just swerve by
Yell out Banzai
Smoking on Bonsai
Eyes on mangeki (that’s right)
We been fly
Talking American dragon
we goin stay high
I

school hip-hop a beat and a rhyme 
Some chapters and some verses, you seek and you find 
Look no further here I go, Big Will, Johnny Inferno 
Flame by

Fly like a bird bad lil bitch she always get on my nerve
Stay yo in lane kause im finna swerve
Bending da korner she got da kurves
I ain't waitress

We'll go ahead, do your best and find me
Matter of fact, I'll be at your mom's by nine and we'll be fuckin' all night
Disregard the rubber
I'ma pull out

ass
But don't get it misconstrued don't get it misconstrued
But I'm really n my bag cus I'm really n my bag

Dont b swerve'n n my lane don't b swerve

know I pull the strap out
You say you getting money lil nigga bring a bag out
Thinking I'm a dummy lil nigga Imma crash out
You aint never seen 100 p's

hit that's a game buzzer
Bands and the sticks call me a drummer
Ain't got it at breakfast I'll have it by supper
Watch us swerve on the undercover
Know