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over, seat back
Ima pick you up from work, pull over, seat back, b**ch

I ain't tryna be mean
I'm tryin' by any means
I'm tryna be in between, pipe with

where you headed to?
Where ever this world wants me
Get this creezymusic to you
I just do what I do
Success is in my view
And it's looking hella cool
Big

bitch I give you plenty
Cuz Niggas be iffy
I never miss if I shot’em I gottem I’m 20 for 20
Pull up with the 30 from deep like I’m Curry
I’m still sippin

Everything na true
Everything na true
Everything na true
Day for you
I'm gon stand by you
Everything na true
Gba o Gba o
Gba o Twenty three gba o
Gba o Gba o

And either went to college or they
Work up at the saw mill hip-hop country
How the fuck you think I feel
Got people lookin' at me thinkin'
That I'm not for

About to light it up like a matchbox
Normal day yea with a buncha bad thots
All these haters talking shit on their laptops
Why you treat me like I take

4 20 got more weed than anybody
But it ain’t legal to export it for money
What am I gonna do? I’mma be legend, oh no
Just take a toke
Early girl has

I need to go?

And who left all these stickers on the floor
There are so many action figures to explore
I adore those you wore on your feet from

Twenty four outta clip
Like I'm Kobe
And you fake pussy boys
You don't know me
Twenty four outta clip like I'm Kobe
And I'm grinding on the hawk
Like I

the water is getting real deep
As long as you're with me
We're floating off
See the matchbox
Pull one out and strike
See the flame burn
Through our metaphor

Little Highball

Del Reeves

Doodle-Oo-Doo-Doo

1965

LITTLE HIGHBALL
(Hank Mills)
« © '65 Johnny Bienstock Music, BMI »

When they gave me twenty years for a crime I didn't do
I was sure I'd lose my

[Puff Daddy]
I want you to ask yourself one question
If you had twenty four hours to live, what would you do?
That's some deep shit right there,

My all-white Chucks turn a man into dust
You wanna meet the Devil, ha? You in a bad rush
I'ma keep a smile, I was born the crack child
Got the rap game

I used to wait one twenty-five in timber lies
(on a deal, yeah)
Now the scale say two oh-five and the
Whip I drive it'll kill you (skkrt)
Twenty

there man 
Let me see something 

I need twenty five hundred 
Woah
Woah
Aye I need some change ma
Yeah im really tryna go somewhere 
You know 
Im tryna do

20th Century Man

Sammy Hagar

Red Alert! Dial Nine

1982

got ta 
Get it while you can, just like a 20th century man 
Go, on be a 
20th, century man 
I'm a 
20th, century man 
Just a 
20th, century man 
I

Twenty dis year, what's fucks with this life
Twenty dis year, wanna do what's right
Twenty dis year, no bae and no one night
Twenty dis year, I feel

You better say that I give satisfactions
Of all the procedures, step by step is step
Playing at night we won't see anything
I don't want to keep you in

Then Days Went By

50 Cent

Before I Self Destruct

2009

This is how monster's function

Leave me alone
I ain't fuckin' with nobody

Keep fuckin' with me you gon' turn me back to Boo Boo
Have me

The Days Went By

50 Cent

Before I Self Destruct

2009

So me I'm where that Reuger, that Pump and that Tech at
Some look at me I'm on now, I thought we was rich then
Shit man, but you had like, twenty

apocalypse, MP
You know the name
You know the name
I spit Lasik vision 20/20 eyeing the nations
20-20, I witness this
Walk in apocalypse, MP
You know the name

a little bit of swagger 
I was Matchbox 20 
Meets ole Merle Haggard  
Winn-Dixie cup 
Woodford old fashioned 
Wasnʼt making typical back woods noise

behind me how many more 'til I feel like me? 
Twenty reasons why twenty something's not how I thought it'd be. 
And twenty voices in my head, 'by now you

Motivated by the money and ain't eva told nothin
They can't take nothin from me
Went from a youngin, thuggin, hustlin, gettin money
Woke up one