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my jeans, make them stipper bitch get to it
Got sixes in my burban, I'm riding high and I'm swervin bruh
My kush hard in my back seat with a black
she fucking herself
And really don't need your help by a god damn self
Have you feeling like a real rookie
That's what I like to call stipper pussy
(pitbull)
Let me start by telling you I love you wit all my heart
But I cant understand the reason
Girl you and me were supposed to be for ever and ever
nasty rapper want to give it to
You can dance on that table and play that stipper role and make love on the console
She ain't nothing nice
Undercover vice
to freestyle with, I ate y'all on the corner
Call the coroner, niggas dead out here
Hangin' onto life by a thread out here
Them niggas wearin' all that red
When I bang this its dangerous
Niggas go brainless
So bang this with the four-five stainless
And understand that you looking at the famous
West-coast
Mars
    Parachute Lyrics
    by Ja Rule
    Get High Lyrics
    by Akon
    Bon Bon (remix) Lyrics
    by Pitbull
    Like A Girl In Love Lyrics
to heaven by the truckfulls
I will be as stubborn as a pitbull,
Neutral as a nazi, resolute like Gandhi
I will keep preaching till I'm took out,
Till I'm
hated
But my mindframe is to Remain Patient/
With niggas posing about as hard as a stippers nipples on stage naked/
Yo, I can't take it, I'm keeping em
to flow
Yo, my M.O., making all kind of dough
From the info that Rakim show, ya know?

Yes yes y'all, I still fiend by any means
To flow, and I go
again
I remember the day you went away
It plays in my mind over and over again

[Verse 2]
Thank you
For blessin us with your love
And lookin out
of niggas to hold us back
It take a nation of niggas to hold us back

When I bang this, it's dangerous, nigga's go brainless
So bang this with the four five
Rudolf, and Pitbull, they gon' help you sing this song.

I love just who you are,
I ain't gon' try to change ya.
You are a shooting Star,
That's why you are
Rudolf, and Pitbull, they gon' help you sing this song.

I love just who you are,
I ain't gon' try to change ya.
You are a shooting Star,
That's why you are
Rudolf, and Pitbull, they gon' help you sing this song.

I love just who you are,
I ain't gon' try to change ya.
You are a shooting Star,
That's why you are
Freestylers (here-here-here we go, here we go)

By definition it's the Don
With the KV in the brand new song
Giving use of freestle, freestyle flows
With the d,
Fresh out the county, shoes with no laces
Plastic bag carryin', no two paces
iPhone, belt by Gucci
Bands with loose change and some car keys
like wind
With a freestyle, sharper than the Indian spear
So sit back and let the king explore
Describe me, the kid's nice and he holds swords
the head strong
I hit my red bong, this song is so long
I'm talking nonsense, on freestyle projects
So check what's on next, I love you God bless
fret
By the doves them hold me
I'm picky with precision
I've made my decision then
Death itself can't hold us down
But the seeds of progress them
repeatedly, heated, dumpin' low-low's, you know I'll burst 
To get my cash on, I spin the A-1 dolla 
For money by the ton, come get it with no soda 
Chorus:
the only I'm getting laid out is with your mama, commas
couldn't stop me, semi-colons and hyphens when I freestyle
two-hundred words a minute, shit speed
politics
I'm no black activist on a so-called scholar's dick
I come through with the Wu and drop math
And versatile freestyle bombs and phonographs
In my mind, in my head, this is where we all came from
The dreams we have, the love we share
This is what we’re waiting for

And in my mind, in my
play with the nookie her titties
Sittin' pretty and she soft as a cushion and if you try to holla she might holla she tooken 

And she walk like a bad