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Better than your bitch would
But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks
And I'm good
I'll make an album that'll put a smile on Malcolm
Make
pass
Because he ain't never left this town
And only beaten and unborn are living with him now.
I used to be a holy man.
"Once put an onion in
Whoa, that wine!

The shit y'all listenin' to was sponsored by "M.A.D.D
Mothafuckas Against Drunk Drivin"
God-daaaamn, this some good shit, man
ya
Partner, let me upgrade ya

I can do for you what Martin did for the people
Ran by the man, but the women keep the tempo
It's very seldom that
Office girls, they pass me by
They don´t know my name
Put me on the danger list
Just too wild to tame

Take the drinks off of the table
Throw
it down
Lay it down, lay it down
Fuck nigga lay it down

All black hoodie, Trayvon Martin nigga
Put a hundred grand on Trayvon Martin's killer
Said
You need a real woman in your life
That's a good look
Taking care, home is still fly
That's a good look
Imma help you build up your account
That's
with your stereo jack 
Tell her she's the best girl you've ever had 
Give it some gold to put round its neck 
Bet here old man puts you on the deck
ya
Partner, let me upgrade ya

I can do for you what Martin did for the people
Ran by the man, but the women keep the tempo
It's very seldom that
I want all the kush
I want all the bottles
I want all the cash
I want all the models
I want it all
I want it all

[Verse 1: B. Martin]
Ok,
gonna lie (got it good)

Party people in the place to be
Put your hands in the sky if you barely getting by
It's on and on till the brake of dawn
Got
high
I ain’t gonna lie (got it good)

Party people in the place to be
Put your hands in the sky if you barely getting by
It’s on and on till
billy-goat
Is gonna get the baby's vote.
Come on mamma, 
Come on and open up your shirt
Yeah you've got the goods mamma
Give the little boy a squirt.
There ain't nothing in the bottom of your glass
For a broken heart
You were doing pretty good till she came
And tore your world apart
She found
Right by my side
B. Hudson, Jadakiss, Ne-Yo
I think it's me and you tonight ma, let's go
They say every good woman needs a thug
They say every good
cause J.B., stay up homie
If you locked in the box keep making it through
Do your time (do your time) don't let your time do you
You looking at a man
roll call, another day gone by
Now put a 'X' on November 25, I'm still alive
Open the dead roll balls
Now this dead man walkin' parkin' million dollar
Smoke the hash, take it, form like a puddy, holmes
Hop in the Caddy, leave your body by a muddy road
A dirty rotten scoundrel like Steve Martin
Drugs
the done that makes me a in Jamaica 
You're small like a mouse an' me say big like a bear 
But me never a drink sand drink a Snow man drink beer 
Yeah me
of niggas around I'm still by myself
I'm drink off in the crowd, by myself
Thinkin' bout nothin' more than life, what else
These days its hard to tell who
shoot ya
Fuck em they call us niggs I'm tryin to make a livin
Do some touchin, you know I'm pretty good with the bustin
Trustin nothin you can buy if
Tell me what you drink, I'm on that kissing pink
You could call me Billy Gates, got a crib in every state
Man on the moon, got a condo out in space
When you need a friend
Stop looking at us
We're waving good-bye
There's a man
Shouting he's with me
When that morning comes
I can't wait to see
meat you give to me,
Go kill your grey-hounds King Henry
And bring them here to me;
He's gone and slain his good grey-hounds,
It made his heart full
to drink, plenty to smoke
That's what I'm out here hustling for

We all need to be strong, for the ones we love
Can't hesitate to help the next man up