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lovin' like a flower needs the rain
Sometimes when they'd have an argument
He'd take her by the hand and say,
"Maudie, you know I love you
You know I
he wear his hat like that?
When girls see him why they act like that? Aye, I don't know
It's my swag, for some reason all the real niggaz love him
Even
lovin' like a flower needs the rain
Sometimes when they'd have an argument
He'd take her by the hand and say,
"Maudie, you know I love you
You know I
wonder why he wear his hat like that)
(When girls see him why they act like that, hey, I don't know)
It's my swag (for some reason all the real niggas
you now how a nigga came
An' by the time I'm at the door you know a nigga name
Mr. Cheeks MC, did you get it yank it
Wish an' rest I got some guess
and fi knock him down
Lets hear it, lets hear its the for the press of london town
Ya love fi build man up and fi knock him down
Ecstacy, the gals them
need a momma sayin'
Praying, why my family, we in the rain again
Dude ain’t finished his 10, G Money back again
Maybe it’s 'cause I was seeing him
Never link none of my exes secretly
If it's beef with you, then it's beef with me
So if I die by the gun
And you don't wanna ride out, don't tweet rest
when ya need but stress independence
Unconditional love, that's my life sentence, no repentance needed
This is how it's supposed to be
And I'ma keep
you lot keep killing all your best talent
We build up our stars and then papers sweep on them
And you build on stars and maniacs shoot them
I don't
at Rocafella, named Hiphop
picked the Truth beat for Beanie. And I was in the session with him
I had my demo with me. You know, like I always do
I play
Say ho, everybody say ho
By the way yo
I said shake your soul like way back in the day-yo
By the way yo, everybody say ho
Everybody say,
Everybody
an extra lime on my water glass
An hour later here she comes by walkin past
"I hate to be a pest but my son would love your autograph"
(Wowwww.. Mr. Nigga
the palace
Eyes sicker than aids
Game harder than a callous
Tried to enter in her shit
She had locks on the session
Tellin me how her last man
Taught her
They're getting all hett up all around Iran
They don't think it's fair about this nuclear plan
It should be the same with London or Tehran
No one should
act though
Factual, the pimp shall scoop no more
Yes I'm absolutely sure
I know that she love me, I know that she faithful
We spoke on a prenuptial
after the beep or chime
And leave more mixed messages than, um

Tony Hawk's dentist, when telling him, "Please Don't Grind"
I reach bold heights that
the one in black leather
Name tag sayin "Caution when wet by the track wetter"
The hash spreader, I love the grimy shit
Even my girl did grimy shit to me
by the track wetter"
The hash spreader, I love the grimy shit
Even my girl did grimy shit to me and I went back with her
Three years for carrying
E.D.I, Young Noble, Fatal Hussein)
That's how it is
Now we got a new motherfuckin' plan, and a new mission
(Makaveli the Don, Greg Nice, Outlaw, Outlaw)
brothers don't care

So yo I live by God and not he gun
And get ready for the forth coming 
Talking with my son about the seeds

Seeds have got to grow
for Ray
And your love for Ye then we used to debate
'Bout how your partners in the industry thought I still sold yay
We were both geeked up by doin'
whose diggin' in his talons
There's a balance and often I don't know how to feel
In a fake and painted world seek the real

Now I can't change the past
and again and again and again and flipped
It to the love for her children nothing else matters
What do they call her? they call her aunt sara

I know a girl
you
One strike that ass is dead
It's just no fair you know the rules nigga I don't care
3 you fall can't take no more
All that bullshit hot pops out