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I don't drive, the valet gon' park it for me
Boy you broke, do not get to talking to me
All my brothers they riding
They sparking for me 1017, by

Bitch I can't stop all I know is keep hustling
Don't do no bluffing
Not with the fronting
I need a money machine not for nothing
No conversation
I just

(DJ Nick)

I got no time for that broke shit
In the trap gettin' money
Everybody know this
Hoppin' out a new Benz, we don't like Focus
If you want

all in your room just like elephants
You hand me a broom it's irrelevant
I'm sweepin' these hearts been aimin' for charts
And got people that tell me

want me dont know what to do with me
Man aint nun of these niggas as cool as me
Say you shooting well you gotta prove to me
Gotta pay for a hit aint

Don't Play With Me

Big Ed the Assassin

Special Forces

2000

through my songs, ya feeling me?

Chorus [big ed]

Don't play with me brah (bitch who you playing with? ]
Don't play with me brah (bitch who you playing

Son of a Gun (I Betcha Think This Song Is About You)

Janet Jackson

All for You [Original Version]

2001

(I'm storm cloud, baby)
Shootin' blanks now, you son of a gun (you can roll like thunder all over me)

Oh, who you gonna give it to?
Who you gonna

(I'm storm cloud, baby)
Shootin' blanks now, you son of a gun (you can roll like thunder all over me)

Oh, who you gonna give it to?
Who you gonna

you
Really are a liar aren't you mother fucker, all you
Zoo owning mother fuckers all nuts as far as I'm concerned
Fuck Jeff Lowe, Fuck Doc Antle
Fuck

Face your dark days hit them when the song drops
Hate your darn mates if they let the bong drop
If they think you've gone soft let 'em know they're all

“The Moon & Stars”


Produced by Trevor “Singawd” Slade

Written by Vaughn “WPNOFLOVE” Lowe


[Bridge:]


God sent me here 

To get rid of all your

Take 'Em to Church

Cam'ron

Diplomatic Immunity, Vol. 2

2004

let me work him wit that
Tell Mr.Rogers I'll leave his brain on the trolley track, now prolly that

Listen, y'all stop it, I know you appalled dot it

Bust It Baby, Pt. 2

Ne-Yo

Promo Urban: May 2008

2008

through
When you give it to me, I don't wanna turn ya loose
Scared to moan 'round you, so all I can say is, "ooh"
My favorite panties of yours, the ones

know what's up
I see you hanging round the bar
Go hit the club
Yet you have it all
And I
Don't know who you grabbin'
Baby girl a savage
Hit her

Oh, you be smoking, drinking lean and popping Xans, huh?
You see, that's the bullshit that I don't need
I'm telling y'all niggas, y'all ain't fucking

loadin' them choppers
You know that we ready (You know that we ready)
We movin' steady (We movin' steady)
Cuz all of my niggas they ready (Cuz all of 'em

swole
You know it ain't no stopping me when I get in my zone
You know when I pull up all my niggas keep some poles
I been crossed so many times my heart

don't see
I hear things you don't hear
I know things you don't know
I say things you cannot even hear
Lowe Lowe nilu agidigbo oh 
Ologbon nikan loleye oh

You know that we who they mention
When they say that the north be reppin'
Cartier, Milly, Bex, stay connectin'
Like we all got amazing reception
Tell

is coming
Hold that pose 
Ooh!


Dear Old St. Nick don't let me down
Cause you know you know I've been the best kid in town
And for Christmas there's

call me dangerous (yeah, yeah)
So watch who you steppin' to 'cause this shit could get technical
You ain't live this life, you don't know what it's

just to be with us, can't sign you in
If you over there and you don't 'pose to, you gon' die with them
Mama told me stay off these drugs, I need

tonight
They hurt my feelings so i'm on my johnny cash tonight
You don't know me you can't judge me you don't have the right
I need my round of applause she

a star,
Cos I wear my rented blazer,
And I step out my rented car.
A little girl with a pen ran up to me and said ?I know who you are?
But when I gave