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b feelin like niggas opps ta me
I been in the mist of shit bustin that thang interesting
If you dont hit yo target regardless you still gon picture it

Back in this thang
Back with a bang
Back in the bank gotta keep
That shank
Stay guarded fuck what you think
So whatever they think I can't
Cool whatever

stage name is Prada
Got the biggest booty she from Dallas
Putting jeans on her only challenge
Way she shake the shit is cause damage
Way that thang sit I

Big Bounce
Shawty got big bounce
Drop low baby get down
Shake that ass wit the big bounce
Ayee
Big bounce
Shawty just get down
Make them ugly hoes

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S.L.A.B.

The Anthem

2005

flipping, 22's on a Fleet
That's how it is, and that's the way it gotta remain
I'm a nationwide pimp, ain't a damn thang changed

[Boss]
I can't be

obviously
Rollin round in my whip with my shit bopping
She fell in love with my wrist in the Ritz lobby
Kick game sick she flirt with me wanna get by me
That

not a video game
Shit like a middle name
Wait, i don't have middle name

Damn my chick is bad
Damn that shit is bad
Lads want chit and chat
Glad

roll through (Facts)
Homie pulling up, shit, gotta roll two (Facts)
And if that shit wack then i ain't gone hold you (That's facts)
Yeah lyrically

he's done I take what's
Left and mix with Spam
And eat you by the moonlight
Sittin and listenin to Mr bones sacrifice
Ain't nothing nice
Deadly medley

to notice
I do have my moments
But shit I should be good by the morning
It's ok time to begin
You see that mountain
I'ma climb it again
Time and time again
I

shine when it rains Hard times got me feelin' daddy never did a thang But God chose and put me in a Rolls and Keeps my wrists frozen never brown nosin'

dummies do
I made that quick
Had no time for that
Got no time for you
Whoa

Hook Camby
Bad bitch and she candy whoa
Huh bad bitch and she candy whoa
Only

a finer dame
A nicer chain, a ring, to define a change
I keep backing up to bitches that I know are lame
But my vision and fitted with a badder thang
A lil

I just knocked her off the gram 
Don't be acting clueless hoe you know just what I am 
So put it in my pocket 
cnd that lil attitude bitch you need

Used to have so much trouble with this 
Didn’t have that much hustle with this 
I used to say I didn’t care (care)
Now I got her loving the dick 
Get

on me how I stunt
I did all for my son
That's pressure yeah it weighs a Ton
Move shake
Diamonds ice watch me skate
Ima do whatever I want
You gone do

dick she gone fuck wid da team
In the lines can't leave out the margin
Gttah maintain this shit that im talkin 
Smokin og this shit got me caughin 
12

Houston like the face of H-Time
Rep the H like Trump did white supremacy
And I'ma keep that oil up in my cup like it's in Tennessee
Got oil up in my cup,

stay blunted, And never fronted and I doubt if I do
Cause if I do, Then I get beat up by my fuckin crew
A real nigga, Since you figure that you ready

rapper, rhyming in my own words
And I do the same thang now, twenty odd years
Spent up in the clouds with some homies that be wielding verbs
Like farmers

Tombstone life that's how wild I'm livin
I'm ya huckleberry if a nigga wanna pick me
Yes I got the burner Timmy Turner wanna get me
All my niggas serving

Just to Fight

Pastor Troy

Face Off, Pt. 2

2005

Yeah! ay yo, this ya boy p troy right, and this joint right here is for all dem ni**az, comin' to shows, We crank that thang up, Ya'll already know

Breaking a sweat I feel like
I'm running away from my death
I wanna see that thang drop
I wanna be here main nah
Hate It when you not yourself
Just be so

on the dance floor
Some bad lil thangs and they all wanna roll
The type you ain't even gotta tell cause they already know
That they
So Fly So Fresh
Looking