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come pick her up

Mama ain't raise no hoe
Grab a lil bitch by her throat
Riding with a whole bunch of bread no loaf
Pyrex riding with the pot, hot stuff

nothing to dub em
Pull up and catch em you know that he running
Drive by in the foreign we up it and cut em
I'm back on my shit
I think we got sum
We might

Where the money at?
Pandemic Pussy
Where the money at?
I was walking out this little condo to the store
Rollie on my wrist, just made a killing from

from Georgia State

Hoe on bubbly, yeah, rosé champagne
We celebrate
How the fuck you callin' shots lil boy
You ain't even got no say
Lil boy declined in

live a life of crime
Or you gonna stay on the porch and do good by your people
But your destination is solely up to you
Damnnn
I've been running out

bitches 
I just fuck em then I'm Gone yeah 
Netflix at the spot and is she gone by the morning 

These bitches see you up and they just come and suck

on ha face
My stick I let it blow
You gone die fa trying
You think bout robbin
Imma let it blow
Got sticks from Texas h**
If I gotta problem
Imma stretch

you a lil taste
That sound great, I aint tryna love no thottie anyway
Im jus tryna get you naked, fuck and buss all on yo face
Fuck it, bitch my win

They don't know how they look talkin' from the sidelines
Don't think I wanna get stuck with you, no
At the same time, I don't wanna be out with these

from the start, on ten
You merely adopted the dark
You see the tee, it's Bizar, that's thread
Die, say I did for art my friend
Die, say he did it for art

the sunlight
Giving you all night

Say inna the dance hall where we come from
Me I marsh up the place and me no use gun
Inna the dance hall where I come from
We

of existence, you explore
From shadows into the radiant dawn
I'm the silent guardian, till the fear is gone
Beyond the realm, where the mystic spirits dance
I

check on me 
I got a couple niggas and they gone keep hating on me
I'm in these streets nigga and I be by myself
You catch me dead or alive imma be by

up in your mouth
And I'ma perky stepper,
You can see by the way I smoke my loud
I had a white bitch screaming, "WOW"
I gave that lil' white boy a POW

Yeah! (Xhu On The Mix)
Yeah, yeah-ah, uh-ah (Kill Arena!)
Shoutout Xhu, man
Ouwee ahh (Aye CGM, where you at?)
She give me XO, XO, push my buttons

show 'em
Big body sink, it look like it's a MOEN
She textin' my phone, she like
"Where is you going?"
Me and lil' tana been feeling
Like Summrs

small, no
I ain't talkin' Biggie
You is a rat nigga, shoutout to Mickey
We made that lil' boy run like he Ricky

Run up on us, boy don't even try it

I see how you talking
Dissing the way that I'm walking
But I'm walking with ms
Benjamins all in my pockets
I've just been working my ass
But I've

tired, and you just want someplace to sleep.

That's what it's like when you run away from home.
Lots of people will rape you.
And you'll let them. Just

is a dare bitch I dare you to try me
Make that lil boy cry
Yeah he sent his hands up to the sky
Looking for answers that ain't by
Looking for answers

If you insist I'm gonna
Move with that body lil bish
I'm trying to Stunt
Ghanaian twist from Niga
Vibe kicking in like we in South Africa
If you

at the malls, but bitch, I'm H-I-M
And it's giving face card like I'm K-I-M lil' bitch, i'm
Fifty six divided by seven, you know that I ate, let's be real though,

Session One

Eminem

Recovery Bonus Tracks

2010

that, Royce, where you at?

I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers, I pry apart you
Lump on your head designed by a bar stool
Designed by

See With all these leaches
Face Covered by hands
Don’t waste my time, cut all ties,
Let me know In advance
In These Streets you gotta Survive
It ain’t