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Your girl trying to touch my testicle
Ok thats fine But tell her dont get to affectional
Don't judge a book by its cover
I'm sitting on the couch with

rappers acting like Ludacris
We unashamed, get used to this, boy

Them have flu, we na catch the fever
Ya can't cut through my life like degreaser
You

fuckin’ wit’ us, you get whacked
Your wig cracked
A big Sax, I shot ball, I pinch crack
I did that i’m raw nigga, no Zig-Zag
My bitch bad, her bitch bad
You

Like I wanna fight 
For my sins I know that jesus died
Now everybody wanna tell me 
That Im boutta be trippin
And don't you get it 
That my saviour 
Up

what duck gonna be next 
Come in that water and get wet 
Think you can fuck with me, you thoughts will get upset 
I don't shot to hit I shot to kill

em wild
I told him
He gotta show me
Them other niggas hoe'd me
Not like them other bitches
Boy the ones
You had before me
Give me your heart and we can

hatin on a nigga that's that week shit
Ain't no pillow talking when I'm layin wit a freak bish
Hoes a get you lined so be careful who you sleep with
I

Get gone get gone get gone get gone
Look at em, look at em, look at em
I won’t forgive you, fuck that shit
I’m lookin at your picture, now it makes

you down
(Now)

I'mma get money, nigga, smell it on my gear
Black bottle, boy, baller hood billionaire
Boots in the mud, now it's marble floors

yeah
I got my problems but the music get me through yeah
I couldn't tell you bout the things you going through no
But when you need it
Know that I made

day but you’re never gonna leave that place
Threaten a minor, said you want smoke with a boy like twiner
Tell me that your gf looking silly with

on 'dat reefer 
Can't get it wit visa 
Don't cuff that hoe she a cheater 
She'll let you beat 'ha 
Fuck anything off tequilla
I hit 'da dash on 'da meter

the stealth
Generational that wealth
I be gunning for by waking up
This version of myself
Wake up
Boy you late, get the gang
Go and play
Wake up
Don't wait

from

Ay, bad b say she feelin' my sound
I'm that lightskinned nigga that make 'em go down
Flex with me, they flex with me now
Money, toast, you be

Scream My Name

LMFAO

Party Rock

2009

A to Z,
Now I can tell by your attitude
That you know you're by yourself
The way you walk the way you talk
It's like you got some goods yourself,
I respect

words they not worth anything
That's why when you talk
I don't hear anything
She wanna talk, inviting me in
I told that hoe to go get me my blunt
Then

that "I don't belong anywhere"

I didn't want to go to school
But I couldn't tell my parents why
I thought that the fault was in me
So I went to woods

by William Loren Katz
Take it back anything by Dr cornel West
You need to go get that
Michael Eric Dyson, all his books
Go get all of that
Henry Louis

he can chalk it up
Boy when you give me head I can't get enough
I be feeling how you feel when I eat it up
I need a nigga who can beat it up
Straight

I got cash all I need is some cigars
And a pistol for my enemies, they frenemies
Fuck boys tryna get to me
I think they think it's Swisher Sweet
I'm

on me so you know I'm playing with em
Fisher price a nigga tell em ice me out lil nigga
Can you do that throw stacks make me throw back
I get super wet

is presented you look suspicious
We teach the kids to keep they wits about em
And when sumbody doubt em just serve em like clam chowder
A lil bread

Just a Memory

The Notorious B.I.G.

Duets: The Final Chapter

2005

Giving pleasure in the Benz-ito
Hitting fanny, spendin' chips at Manny's
Hope you creeps got receipts, my peeps get dirty like cleats
Run up in your

name when they tell you to cough it up
Yeah bitch, I'm balling, I'm just 23
I'm wildin out like I'm on MTV
Where I come from, boy, they treat me like