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I just wanna kick this shit off by sayin' fuck y'all
I ain't gotta clear my name on a motherfuckin' thing
Every time I get mentioned, one of y'all

4PM in Calabasas

Drake

Care Package

2019

See Kris Jenner, I beep twice and I wave
The rest of you boys I blow Keysh right in your face
Pistol by my bed, I'm sleep but I'm awake
For that one

this bitch
We can get it jumping like I'm Jordan little bitch
You can hold this 23 be my shorty little bitch
Nigga I'm the big boss, okay you get dump

City Of Steel

Wiz Khalifa

Laugh Now, Fly Later

2017

Yeah I rap and I grow weed
When you this great, niggas don't hate
It's about dollars so it can't wait

Roll that shit and get real in that city

I'on't even be tryna connect hoes, with this motion shit
Know the police stayin' next door, still gettin' them bubba's in
Ho you know I don't play

Tell me what you in to baby i can cop that
Last name aint dwayne baby i can rock that
Young nigga runnin up this money they cant catch that
Nigga get

Austin power
She gon choose me
I’m her father
You never knew me
I’m skywalker
I got bread so I lay it call that sauce
Big boss but no Rick Ross
Kris Kross

Tears in my eyes
Hanging with demons see them as saints
Had to cut ties
Not matching my energy get away
Hustle part time
Came out to Vegas I left LA
Speed

Hey That's Me

MC Lars

Radio Pet Fencing

2004

with a plastic jammie in his hand! 
See this MC here spends his life feeling fine, 
But doesn't often get off in a straight line. 
Fine, time will

Jak fuckin Kris and Kross

Right and left
Robię te ruchy
Jak na studniówce krok

Nie robią nic
Braga na insta
Faking the kicks (Yeah)

Ludzie im wierzą

on the field Kickoff
Fly no lift off 
Yellow diamonds pissed off

V V’s jump jump kris kross
Mtv cribs
I want one big
Inspired by rick ross 

Damn
That’s

ross
Right off the jump you see the name in the front like Kris Kross
this aint lil boys in da hood  we the big boss
So they call us
christopher wallace

you
So I know what this is

Aye aye tryna figure out what's wrong with my mistress
Tryna talk to you so maybe we can reminisce
Because this shit is

I've been ghost cuz im just trying to get my head right
You know that when i drop i got that shit that make yo soul cry
Hang around with scammers that

low and the cars are real slow
For those of you who don't know
It's time for you to get with the show
Going old school all up in this junk
Destroying

ain't cotton soft
Sleeping on me
Nodding off
How dare you treat me like I ain't the boss
City jumping like Kris Kross
Barking loud I'm the big dawg
Making

niggas aint did nothing yea
Niggas hoes all this stunting they gone hate
Keep that 50 round but you can get a feature from Drake (Yea)
Playin with that bag

to his
Head like a Werewire
You with the feds like Undyne
So broke can't even get one dime
I keep me a mop like a janitor
Stepping to me will not be a fun

I feel safer in my city in a black hoodie
Don't know how I know you
We ain't that goodie
Solo off the jump im coming back wit it
That's Kriss Kross

I can't help myself she out here crying from a miss call
I just left her crib with my fit backwards like i'm Kris Kross
I see all the lies y'all

Kris-kross with the fashion, 
Ali with the vision, Iddi Amin with the pistol, 
Martial arts, packing swords in my kitchen, 
Rap needs a savior, but I am not

jingle
Touch your nipple tips
Until both tits tingle
'Cause once I pop, you can't stop
Like a can of Pringles
You're a ho, ho, ho
That makes me Kris

wanna fuck with us, you must've had no common sense
I'll kill you then your guts get eaten up by Brotha Lynch
It's Strange Music so the competition

I'on't even be tryna connect hoes, with this motion shit
Know the police stayin' next door, still gettin' them bubba's in
Ho you know I don't play