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to my stomach
And there’s nothing you can do
You gotta love him (You gotta love him!)

J.R., Jimmy Recard!
Raise your glass for the king
it all just to feed my
Niggaz, eat, don't stop homie breathe my niggaz
I need y'all more than y'all ever need me my niggaz

This is for all
the telly keeps them mild.
They've lost all sense of feeling to the every hungry glow,
Drained of any substance by the vicious telly blow.
No longer know

[Chorus: x 2]
At night I think of you (dipset dipset)
I want to be ya lady baby
If ya game is on give me a call boo (Call Me Up)
If ya love
[Chorus: Cam'Rom]
Now push it, push it good
Push it, push it real good

All my ladies cry, all I say is "my"
When I'm in them thighs, all you hear
[Chorus: Cam'Rom]
Now push it, push it good
Push it, push it real good

All my ladies cry, all I say is "my"
When I'm in them thighs, all you hear
[Chorus 2x] 
At night I think of you (Dipset) 
I want to be your lady, baby 
If your game is on, give me a call Boo (call me up) 
If your love is strong,
a metaphor
How many different ways is it to say I'm getting cheddar more
A nigga twice as old way mo' popular need to set at all
Man I just say it to my
forget what goes up gotta come down

(DJ Paul)
But all that's go change 
1997 Prophet Posse
You know what I'm sayin
Loved by few,hated by many
We in
Got you caught up in the mist
Mystic girl from Triple Six
Late night tip is all we have, it's time for trick that sick

(Chorus 2x)

[Juicy J]
I can't
Yo, you ready by there?
All right, One Shot Deal Productions
Bring it to ya live straight from South Jamaica, Queens

motherfucking Black up in this bitch right here.

{Juicy J: talking}
Juice man up in this motherfucker.
Take you all to the motherfucking floorhoe.

{DJ Paul
No G, get smacked up for free
I see you laughin' to the bank but you're not all that you cracked up to be
Hee...hee...ain't it funny like J
the baby food with no bib 
And ad-lib from the rever and rib's crib 
The lesson is yeah, some ? true and fix 
Yeah all garbage no fib 

I'm talking bout
I'm ? on the coach like Sean Paul and J-Bo
My Bloodz awful Young though, I'm using drugs to halo
Ain't no way in hell I'm a fail now
Where's some Colli
What you looking for, what you looking for, what you need? (chorus 8x)

(juicy j)
It's about 7:30, a nigga out there early early
I'm on the ? burna?
schemes, than J.R. Ewing,
I mean that sincerely,
Love my alcohol and tetrahydracanebanol dearly,
Consumin' twenty pounds yearly,
Clearly I'm out for
puttin it down like a pornstar 
But this ain't a movie baby this is sex in the flesh 
When you fuckin with J.R. you fuckin with the best 

I've been
us die

We belong here side by side

I'll be the one to life You high

They cast me out
I can't go on without feeling in doubt

We need the peace that
'm a shooter like Chris Paul

All my niggas T.T.G. they Trained To Go shawty
Kick a door shawty
Lay down on da floor shawty
Trained to go shawty I'm all about
and heavens door
As I soar through yo life
You be beggin' for some Christ
ain't no mutha fuckin' Christ
All I want to see is die

(Juicy J)
Yo sleep at night,
Back in the day - I blazed my hay and dreamed about recognition
But I done made it, they hate it
I love it, becuz of DJ Paul and Juicy J - I got
a week, but the first was just a practice run
Don't need a gun to end all of my suffering
All I need to do is jump, get these evil voices outta me
You don't
and thieves is all I ever had the pleasure to meet
A rusty ass tec 9'll make ya hit ya knee
I'm tryin to keep from blastin' off my muthafuckin' balls
By da
ya own dance
DJ play my song, -Where dem dollars at- by Gangsta Boo
Plus another southern diva Mia X is coming too
We don't like dem boys who be all