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got no pull, mix the Henny with some Red Bull
Got lean on the ice rocks
Lot of shots in this nice Glock
They can never take my spot
I'ma spin down on my

way datz why I drip a lot yea

Cuz I drip a lot x3
Yea I'm saucy my nigga

New shoes on my feet u couldn't take u a step in em
Real niggaz is a dying

Sometime to unite you gotta fight ya own people just like Zulu.

Amun:
Take a walk thru my mental
It's all mathematics 
Dimensional theory 
I'm letting you

F the BS

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Swass

1988

live Mix-A-Lot
You understand motherfucker I'ma hard rock
Beat 'em up and pick 'em up and make 'em miss the stick up
But my gat close range, take his

Ayy
Veyster
I'm in the stu with my nigga, Dotte, yeah
Yes, sir
Look
If I said I love you and you crossed me, you can't get a second chance
I'll take

four (four)
I might take that lil' money and go buy a Lambo, hey
RIP my nigga Sambo (RIP)
Big money shit what I stand for (big shit)
Got the plug

Excuse me sir that’s a awful lot of pills there
Been fuckin' with 'em so heavy that I’m getting scared
Sike If I die blunts rolled so I’m prepared

Officer, sir you must be jokin'
That was a cigarette I was smokin'

ATL's the place
559 parking lot was the scene
Smoking big green with a bitch named Vicki

I'm up one, up one, up one, up one
I'm up one, up one, I'm up one, I'm up one

Never let a bitch nigga take my shine
Fuck waitin' around nigga, I'ma

pad
Tote the rock like I’m Dameon Dash
Take em’ out, tryna take my stash
On the whip
Red Ferrari like the old school Flash
Niggas mouth ridin’, comin’

[Everlast]
Oh this tastes like shit
Oh, that's awful

[Xzibit]
Whitey Ford takes the flows, y'all
See I'm about to have the time of my life, Bacardi

that gas and pour up a 4
I use all cash when I'm in the store
They say who's that 
But I don't even know
I just be by my bag 
And I only want more
I'm

I'm a Playa

Three 6 Mafia

The Peoples Champ

2005

on that South Lee, with Big Mix and my boy Lil' Heat
Where's the drank I'm runnin' low, Cabbage Head told me it's a drought
But not to worry dough never

report
No report card (Fuck outta here)
Shotgun, stash box, nigga, in a sports car
(Grrah) niggas getting shot, miss a lot
Pray to Allah bad bitch
She gon'

(Yea, who's bad?)
Yea, yea, yea-yea (who's bad?)
Allow me this moment for me to introduce myself
You look like the type that'll make me take my grandpa

Excuse me Sir that’s a awful lot of pills there
Been fuckin' with 'em so heavy that I’m getting scared
Sike If I die blunts rolled so I’m prepared

Ain't this a bitch

If this nigga die, then a lot of niggas gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry
If this nigga die, then a lot

he be offing shit
My daddy said, "gangstas move in silence"
Ion talk a lot
My favorite room is the kitchen
Nigga, I'm Sir Mix A Lot
The Wraith truck

I don’t wear no Kenzo, hop in the whip and dip low
Remix the jugg like Diplo, my stash got hella crypto
That’s a stash spot
Money be my mascot
Bitch

Street Dreams II

Logic

YSIV

2018

they never do astound us
In the back of my mind I know I gotta get the cash, it's in my secret stash
Wish I had another path
Out the window I can hear

steppin', mix it with Givenchy (Yeah)
I'ma take Perc' 30's 'til I OD ('Til I OD)
I just copped a million dollars by my lonely (Lonely)
Now I got a lot

The Hamilton Polka

Weird Al Yankovic

The Hamilton Polka

2018

a lot smarter
By being a self-starter
By fourteen, they placed him in charge of the trading charter
Alexander Hamilton
My name is Alexander Hamilton

Pushin'

Scarface

Trill

2005

was, sellin' for twenty, niggaz sellin' for ten
So I'm bout to take it to drastic measurements for my ends
My partner Rob in seventeen and in the Benz

Pushin

Scarface

Trill [Chopped & Screwed]

2005

'bout to take it to drastic measurements for my ends

My partner Rob in seventeen and in the Benz
And me I'm in a bucket but fuck it, that's how it is,