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before the second date
In my good suit
Grey Goose
Come thru
Pour a drink mam
You know you that chic if you walk in on my damn hand
I'm great Sam Scott with

Blaow!
Hit em with that fuckin Haymaker
Blaow!
Got em mad yeah hey hater
Blaow!
I could never be the one to favor
Blaow!
Now its all good see you

'wag matakot magkamali
Raise the glass in the sky, it's a good life
Hella sick all vibe to all the good times

Atin ang gabi na 'to

him feel good really supports him. Daisy dukes in the summer, she really could sport them. Looking good she don't need no Gucci, Prada or nada. Looks

Shit got me feeling like I’m waking up in Italy
Right next to this chic named Isabella Baking mini-me's
I’m Bout to go trip
Then jump up on the route

You run from years by chasing styles
Savvy looks to new age flair
The hot spot earrings aren't becoming
You don't look good in purple hair

New York

being strong for everybody else
When the strength you give is all you have left
Every good time turned memories
So I'm going numb to not feel a thing

What up ma'?
 Long time no see, you lookin good like a million off the grind no D 
I mean a quick lick 
Natural, not even lip stick
That's how you

don't need your approval
To do this rap shit, we gone do what we do hoe
It's time bury bitches, let me grab me a shovel
And I only talk shit with my

nope
She too good to me
We been thru the trenches
Wish I would act like I couldn't see
The Only Chic that's down for me
Never not around when I need up

bonin every chic
drinkin bottles smashin models 
could give a fuck about a bitch
I was so alone but yet I had o so many friends
Times change I kinda

smile too much
Cause I gotta watch my man's flow
Man talk rude and I let that slide
Next time might have to dun that dance
Single by choice cause I don't

callin’ on my phone
Every time she backs it up straight puts me in the zone
She wanna ride it

Binibining binibitin binibinirocha
If you really, really

and again
You always win with me, you always win

We are guaranteed a good time
Just have two make up your mind and hold my hand at the finish line
Just like

on my phone
Every time she backs it up straight put me in my zone
She wanna ride it
Binibining binibitin binibinirocha
If you really, really wanna get

5 Years to Write

John Reuben

Professional Rapper

2003

was five years ago, man how time flies by
Beautiful soul full of spirit
I wonder if she'd hear it if I told her that she had a
Beautiful soul full

Introduction:
We're The Cross Movement, which is an alliance of (uh) born again believers in Jesus Christ that are trusting God by His grace

the clique gonna need before the function
We don't pull up empty handed for good introduction
I don't use my heart no more I put it up to auction
She gonna ask

still believe in ever after with you

Nothing compares to the good times
Feels like we're floating, when the rest have to climb
You made me believe in

hell
Get caught go to jail, hour later make bail
Hit tha trap on tha same chic back to the mail
Get a rat, weigh her down we was tossin em up
Any nigga

never seen it coming uppercut to ya neck
(K.o)
I'ma always bounce back
My flows elastic 
Yall put all these chics before I  still outlast them 
Cause I,

laugh like sitcom laugh tracks
We found it great, and tried to follow in his footsteps
Around the way yeah you bet he had a good rep
Even the chics

having a good time but
I could never love her
No I can't hit it raw bitch
Where the fucks my rubba
The pussyhole murdarah
Serve um up
Take his slut
Take

lessons
I ain't good at math when it comes to count blessings
Covered by Oluwa's grace like phone casing
Cause bad people dey wey want me to stay stressing