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never thought it's this way
'Cause she loved, she loved
She loved, she loved him

Look how she loves
Look how she loved him

Wake up Tommy, do you feel
Weezy, fresh, and unplugged

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Give me a big fine bitch in a dress
One put them lips in effect
Suck the dick 'til the shit in her
on an breakin' me off by the end of the night
You can ride with me
Cause I like ya Simmon's jeans
Ain't tryin' to make a love scene
Truly I just want you
It's on now
Feel threatened by this
T-Squad
T.S.
Takin shit
[ VERSE 1: Armageaddon ]
We 12-cylinder-pushin drug dealer-killers, we feelin this
homie street, they call me Big Chief
Turned up to tha roof all night
This when Ruger, Reb, and Lil Neek they was ridin' bikes
Slangin' tommy's every
Loading up the nine glocked
Stroll through the Springcreek looking for your chilling spot
You gon be a victim of a Tommy Wright Homicide
Dealee you can't
this
The clips ain't down to the dick
That's a automatic shotty from a drum they call Tommy
Guaranteed to get you bitches from by me
When I hit every
thangs I Hoo Bang 

So more niggas, more bigger, more heat, ready to blow triggers 

Show niggas, Recipes, hoes, guns and funds 

Blowfish, big tits,
somethin' make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin'
Our music keeps you movin' what are you provin'?
You know that I'm two
regrette sa date de naissance
[the son of love regrets his birth date]
Etre different l'a beaucoup stresse
[being different has made him nervous a lot]
and feel this rap shit? 
Didn't make me, got out the pen and flip the '97 
Drop Mercedes, I'm the placenta of no love 
Til the lord save me, straight
somethin' make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin'
Our music keeps you movin' what are you provin'?
You know that I'm two
I'm smokin by the big screen
And changin the channel looks like I'm playin the game boy
I know the watch botherin ya vision
But reach and I'll put
somethin' make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin'
Our music keeps you movin' what are you provin'?
You know that I'm two
bless the God, lay these Streets Wall to Wall
It go ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry clique
It went ooh, ooh, ooh,
I used to be in love with this bitch named E&J
Don't fuck with her no more now I fuck with Tanqueray
Tanqueray introduced me to her first cousin Gold
the God, lay these Streets Wall to Wall
It go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry click
It went, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!
the God, lay these streets wall to wall
It go, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry click
It went, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh
harm me
Cause I ain't no punk, I ain't [??????] man to Uncle Tommy
Props to Islam, it's getting brothers together before the big bomb
Blast out, before
Sha-rone, he's bad to the bone, Boo's little sidekick
And a bad ass mouth, he used to feist it on Harmon Street
With Zach, Leo and Ed
Me Jody and Boop by
Sha-rone, he's bad to the bone, Boo's little sidekick
And a badass mouth, he used to feist it on Harmon Street
with Zach, Leo and Ed
Me Jody and Boop by
Gotta a lot more shit than you could ever fathom, 
A big head nigga couldn't even imagine, 
The shit I do, most doer's never done, 
I'ma fuck this
back
Give love and take it back
Good grief man this world is quite heavy on my aching back
Cops killing for crack you know the story snakes eat rats
canteloupe little old maid
A big black berry inside the cool-aid
A bass guitar a old fruit jar 
A green canteen and a chocolate bar
Cannonball baby doll
fucked up my nigga Big T had ta die/ So now tha next 2 
months we blazin' up this funky town/ 
(buc buc) and when Tony Rome went to jail we were still