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help?" it Seemed like a trick question her Voice was deep and throaty like something Was caught in it "Oh dear " Ivo said to himself he Was tempted
the drama, we're lookin' out for your baby's mama Takin' risks, while keepin' cheap tricks from gettin' on her Life in the hood is all good for nobody
gimmie I can pay for my nails and my feet That's cheap (that's cheap) 27 inches on my weave Twice a week I need a real balla who Who plays for keep
No Oh nah ay Nah ay Nah ay Huh ah Yeah I know lil shotty be gone by the week I'm out of distance I'm out of your reach She said she for me I got
Approach you and post a minute, arm on my double-R tinted As you pass by, winkin' my eye, freshly scented What's the haps, baby? (What's up?) Come get
Approach you and post a minute, arm on my double-R tinted As you pass by, winkin' my eye, freshly scented What's the haps, baby? (What's up?) Come get
Brace yourself Break yourself Winter is coming By the wind is felt Painting on the canvas with different shades of wealth I had to Bob Ross them
Punk bitch think she real smart Runnin' that G but talk is cheap hoe Spend some cash money with me Look up when I pull up And come runnin' to see If
All systems go I'm about to explode I just nod my head yes if they tellin' me no Grab my dream by the neck I ain't lettin' it go My thoughts are like
in the asphalt We sculpt from the mud, we are our happiness, not noticing the trick After we complain about bad luck And that the fault
be trickin' on me Like I won't leave you lonely Talk is cheap, you gotta show me Why you trippin' on me? You should be trickin' on me Like I won't
I'm in my bag now Man I been on my grind all week And these bruddas they mad how How how But still I don't speak Talking is cheap And Nothing ain't
shit 'Bout how many women Kept letting them hit Yeah, uh So tired of the shit I'd rather have one girl That knows all the tricks Never been fucked by
a picnic Take a clip, bitch Take a Twitpic,? of a big dick Talkin' too slick, too quick, to a new bitch Bitch'll teach a trick to a trick Have a blue dick
If you riding in this car By law you got to shoot your fye for Me My opp became your opp When you chose to raise your to ride With me Four deep in
I ain't fuckin' with you Punk bitch think she real smart, runnin' that G But talk is cheap hoe, spend some cash money with me Look up when I pull
on, lights off I shine like a lighthouse [Trick Daddy] My shit is platinum These assholes wearin' white gold See, I'm too smart for this 'cause
thugs Fo doves blow dubs holdin eight snub I hold it down my strip, goin nowhere Flip two eightballs trick the dough on low gear The next week two O's
Fly in the sky and I fly on the beat, soak her with water then sip on some lean Didn't get dollars cus I was a cheap, wanna get bands chill under my
Get mad Give a fuck if you leave Not without another trick up the sleeve Nigga mad I don't got it for cheap High prices mean the shit off the leash
on what's next, be next Bet you by the dollar Make you holler, where them Benji's at Come on out your pocket Don't be stoppin' What can happen,
[Sage Francis] I am.. More than two faced, I've got at least six with cheap tricks To hide my not-so-pretty side while accentuating cheeks
a twister The setting is a sinister slum where sex ain't sacred By thirteen she was pro-active and naked Had a gift to give but she would tend a path not
right I'm black, blacker than a trillion midnights "Don't Believe The Hype" was said in '88 by the great Chuck D Now they're tryin' to fuck me!
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