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stopped, that's by any means
I just want the bread like a grocery store section
I'm a run it up, came through with a mob of hecklers, yeah
We worked
I'm be by your side
Through the highs and the lows, our union with God
My chérie amour, you agree with my soul
You complete me I know, see you see
heat
So you better run
I know you know you got what it takes
You got the fever
But, you give me the shakes, yes you do
Straight out of Lolita with
vibe
Got me thinkin' like
Whatchu really doin tonight
I smoke that herb give you lovin' you deserve
EYE ain't trippin' off the past got some hours we can
lovin' this money
I'm given uo love to the hustlas
All them st.clair thugstas makin' that money stayin' on your feet
And you better believe gotta have
'm back, you're pissed
Keep running your mouth
I'll run in your house and kidnap your kids
Faith like Evans
I'm a survivor, pricks wanna send but get 187
By
on the gram now (On the gram)
Finding other ways to numb the pain while (Pain) Trying to run away but no escape route
Guess what I gotta do
Is try to save you
're so lovely
Won't you have this dance with me?
I see you move so happily
There's something 'bout these lights to me
So pick it up baby come and run with
for you
Just got hit with your scent, heaven sent
Got one thing, so I ask
Can we be more than friends till the end?
Can we be more than friends till
I ride, you ride
When I was in the gutter you were by my side
There'll never be another till the end of my life
You're the one that I run to when I
and handsome
I just look that way
I'm a canvas that bleeds
And I'm painted with fingers
Childish pictures of you that still linger
Bury you're wasted into
and you got your pride
You ride till there ain't no place to hide
It's sad 'cause the bad guys always die
He was "Shady", I seen by the look on his
out when I see her
Let's take a vacation, ibiza
She's been looking for some ghetto lovin
She knows I got hood love
Most of the time she was left with
get high let's get cloudy
You can tell that I'm keyed just by my eyes
All these bitches telling me these lies
Can't stop won't stop till' I get my prize
Meech
I'ma give it to you, how you want it?
In the jungle getting money
Smoking L's by the hundreds
We got blow, we got molly
We got blood
I'm goin' to Rosedale, Take my rider by side
Anybody argue with me man, I'll keep them satisfied
Well, see my baby, tell her, Tell her the shape I
bankin' on that bianca she goin' go with' me
I see you whinin' her yo dinin' here you timin' her (yyes!)
I see you puttin' yo' time in her yo' grind in
Till You Decide
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Till you decide that big sky
Holds little to no appeal
Till you decide and abide
By the way that you feel
Till you decide
It's summertime, we just chillin' with the guys
Smokin' loud, it's gon' be right
Tell me, girl, you by my side
Yeah, I'm feelin' right
Henny in my
pleas now, it ain't a secret
Trying to be niggas you can't even speak with
You can't run, you can't hide
Bad Boy 'till the day we die
Tell they all
with ya
I must've been about 10/11
Soft lips could've swore you were sent from heaven
In possession of your heart, use it as a weapon
If loving is
the industry wanna rap with me
Like it's all good, you ain't from my hood
Nigga, I don't even like your shit, I don't like your crew
I'm true, you're through,
lovin' this money
I'm given you love to the hustlers
All them st.clair thugstas makin' that money stayin' on your feet
And you better believe gotta
the pack and you know I got plenty
Run up a mil by the time I turn twenty
Ask if I got hoes I say I got many
She say I can hit, no need to say twice
I
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