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flipped it
Hit a lick, paid cash, said nothin', pimp shit
All of this was around spring eighty one
I was in the life and had a good three year run
Anyway,
you what I, I, I owe her one
All the fellas in the house say this, "This head is so damn good"
Tell them hoes (This head is so damn good)
Now all
I'm high
My bars in sync with perfect timing
I ain't lying and I'm grinding
I'll lick your pussy every night
Because I'm just trying
To keep my son
me?
(Put me in that motherfucka)
Yeah that type of shit
You know what time it is
Maybe it's the thug in me
By age thirteen I was buckwild
Good at my
a pimp I like to keep on deck?
In house pussy any minute any sec.
....and let your draws drop next
I don't think you know what you do to me, ya bring me
as they call it. In the test of pornography, one of the things to look at is it, it does not have any redeeming social value. Ah, there could be
We made that clear,
We made little Graham promise us he'd be a good boy
No thugs in our house, are there dear?
We made that clear,
We made
in the trap)
It's a good day in the trap (It's a good day in the trap)
I just went hit me a lick, I put myself on the map
It's a good day in the trap
The hell they don't
What they mean is they want more money much more
If you are doing business with a religious son-of-a-bitch
Get it in writing
His word
mission?
All the fans be like, "Hitman
Get back in ya bag"
I can't y'alltoo much money in it
Chill, why you throwin' me
Shade? That's palm trees
Just tighten
'Cause we can (pump pump) any time of day it's all good for me
She's a house wife but she wanna have a wild night
Go ahead and be a freak girl!
All my
the early morning
You wanna know I'll take you around the hood do the gangsta lean
'Cause we can fuck any time of day it's all good for me
'Cause I will be
yeah
Gotta chemical imbalance in the palace
Things are never simple in my temple
Good around kids but a bad example
I manage to get by without cutting
, come take away
That boy, he was talking yesterday
He probably get laid to rest today
I can put that shit together in a faster way
What you want me
the clay, always cooking
Gone late night, cook the keys in the kitchen
Give me nine ounces
Lemme get up on a mission
Make my damn green
So I can be like you
the clay, always cooking
Gone late night, cook the keys in the kitchen
Give me nine ounces
Lemme get up on a mission
Make my damn green
So I can be like you
is NFTs and Cryptos
I can never be a Crip, though
I tip-toe with my red rag around six O's
Chuck?
Yeah
Hey man, let's get you out the rain
Good
a pimp I like to keep on deck?
In house pussy any minute any sec.
....and let your draws drop next
I don't think you know what you do to me, ya bring me
a nigga can't be seen in the spotlight
Stole two cars, and I parked one north
Parked one east for the smooth switch
When a nigga bail, how the fuck he gonna
you
Wanna throw me in the institute?
All you can do is salute
And we all wanna be happy
Do I look happy, do I look happy to you?
(Do I look happy
(house nigga)
I ain't no house nigga, I be in the field, I be in the field, I be in the field
If we ain't got freedom, we ain't got free will
I be in
that I need her
Mary Jane be acting white but I ain't caught the jungle fever
But she be so thin that I could slip her in my pocket
I lick her then
for dollars
Had a lick of common sense
First thing got to be put right
Woman gonna walk free in the street at night
Any part of town, any time of day
Shirk
Boom plop
Neptune now his arms extends
while one millions of souls
sit lit in caves of darkness
What ols bark? The dog
mountain? Down by the Sea
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