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I don’t do drugs
They slow me down
Please don’t touch
The friction bounce
Always in a rush
Time is clutch
Death trying to catch me
That’s a Runner up

Every single cell of mine
Yearning for your touch
Electric current through the spine
We are like friction clutch

With a voltage high enough
To break

d'folles
J'en vois trop niquer la flore pour la faune 
Et en faire des feuilles 
Roule un cône pour ta gow
C'est la première fois qu'tu fumes
Tout ça pour te

Times getting hard still gon live it up
Tryna live to see my daughter play some double dutch
If its 4th quarter you can call me Mr.Clutch
Yea they

It's about time that I find myself
I've been down for a while but never out by much
Never lost my grip, had to harden my clutch
That's what's up, I'm

bom

Mano eu sou clutch sou tipo Lebron
Eles me xingam e ouvem meu som
Liso tipo jerry eles são tipo tom
Rebola vadia que o pai tá on

Fumando cone
Eu

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C/O Pop Compilation 2008

2008

touch
You can touch
I know I ain't asking for much
Friction clutch
Double dutch
Some of us prefer the futch
Futch can double
They won't pick you
I

love, it's an addiction
I feel the hate, yeah I feel the friction
They cap a lot, yeah it's all fiction
They cap a lot, you can hear if you listen
Slam

Woke up to racks so I'm feeling stupendous
They come around cause they want incentives
13 years old turned to a misfit
So my niggas rolling, no friction

Got that bling on bling on
Yeah the patek two tone
Yeah the dolly been on

Diamonds dripping ice cone
He be loving my tone
Pink baguettes and links

too rough
But when I need her the most she's always coming in clutch
I found an angel in love, she found way more than a friend
She always give me

Chris Marshall
Hear me nuh snow cone

Nuff a dem never di de fi de work weh you a put in
And want come along fi de ride
And nuff a dem woulda kill

to the function
Get the attention, that's my bad
If it gotta be friction, I'm like bet
Might just pull up with like 5 bitches
Hoping they don't fuck up my head

Ion focus on you why you focus on me, you was up inna score finna blow ya own lead
Put the ball in my hands take the game to OT
Turn up in the clutch

Matchstick lies hypnotize
Silk pinned eyes and oral fixations
Letters home while you roam
Clutch the past, taste the sedation

Throw to the wind your

a bitch"
Indulge on this dick, lil' shawty, take your lips and smother it
He want friction, static shock, pull up and let that thunder hit
I don't need no

Suit me up
Stay professional
I'm Smooth
No schooling bruh
Who with us
Buddha in that doobie
Smoking Glue I'm stuck
Who the clutch
Most don't stick

And Yea I get cream, not talking bout cones
Pull up on me and she getting the bone
My flow is too crazy can't stop off of dome
I built this shit nigga, just

I had to learn to crawl
KD in the clutch i'ma always ball
Guwop the name put it on a chain
Make my own way and change the game
Just want the money

cones
Bitch pull up I want that smoke
Fire it up, watch him choke
Give a fuck what Jesus wrote
A nigga heart is really cold
Up that stick and watch it

competition
North and Southside opposition
Got the block hot as friction
Catch me in the lab with the ill composition
Runnin’ straight to the park where the DJ

Wasting time getting older, I’m pushing boulders
Up the mountainside and no I ain’t sliding down
Got the friction, grippin’
Me to the next position
You’ll

cas de friction, je partagerais l'encas
Me plierai en quatre, en cas de scission
On était 7 puis 6 puis 5
Sans confiance pas de remède, j’suis pas Agnès

I sit in a Benz open a disc and stick it in the slit like the shit's a Nintendo, add a little friction and tempo, floss that sick instrumental like I