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a roma no skillet(woah)

Fuckin on broads I aint take home no bitches(no)
Duckin her calls shawty think that I miss it(what?)
Call me a genie; i’m giving

me
Adderall for the ADD
Dexterity to kill these beasts
Work all day just to never sleep
My flow so clean all I do is sweep
Up all emcees that are far

License to Kill

Gladys Knight

Number One Movies Album

to kill)
License to kill, ooh

Hey baby, think you need a friend to stand here by your side?
Yes, you do (your side)
Ooh, baby, now you can depend on me

on the tube
I have everything to lose
And I wouldn't jeopardize it for a b**** n**** View
You niggas ain't solid I can tell by how you move
I'm a whole fucking

fast, yeah, I'm switchin' the lanes
When I hop on that shit, you know I'ma kill it
Frying pain, yeah, I'm hot like a skillet
Uh, bitch just leave me alone

thuggin' and this
life fell back on the streets, cause this shit gettin' tricky
Fell in love with drugs, it's the only thing that heal me
Blowin' on this

I'm making more numbers, I'm making more digits

Day by the day, money liftin' my spirits
Ain't cooking this shit in a pan, it's a skillet
She spreading

to kill
You still can't catch up hot dogs
It's easy to fold small or top dogs
Burn that Hemi like stock cars
You needed protection in the yard
Don't let me

got me feeling wicked
New pack Of cookies and now we get lifted
I'm way above limits I'm fried like some chicken
That pop in a skillet I run up them

let me heal you
The pain you show it
So let me heal you
Let me heal you
Let me heal you
Let me heal you
Let me heal you
Mission vision
What's been going

Watch It all fade to black

Mfker think that you are me
Get blown by your mothers like bombs in the army
I'm up in you hood like a dude at a car meet  
I

that I love that'll still kill me
Cause I know they still feel me 
Still smoking woods ion even get high no more they still heal me 
Took some losses but

pain, it ain't kill me, it just made me a lil' stronger
When the money went to coming, that's when niggas went to changing
I'm still the same lil' nigga,

the feds run devices
Mama my backbone, she stood by me wrong or right
Let me rewind this shit, gotta rewind that lick
I lost 'bout ten on that shit, I

heal her, & bring a brighter day
I don't wanna see her leave but I'm tired of seeing Granny pain
I'm screaming lord please make away
I'm screaming lord

Devy, pick up the phone
I'ma cook up, no skillet
Bad bitch fall in love when I kill it
Tryna look up, to the ceiling
See the stars in the Wraith, we

It just keeps passing me by
Like a sign on the highway
But I don't ever read them, cuz I'd rather do it my way
My life been a blur, moving way too fast

a lame clown like that wit it
Spit that crack wit it this beat Zack did it
I attack kill it cook this shit up old-school black skillet
Three course
Spit

tease
I'm thinking bout my lyrics when I write 'em
I don't even try and hide it
Abiding by all the rhyming
That points to you and me
A joint is all I need

they brains cookin up in a skillet
Open the oven to to check on the biscuits
High grade gas keepin me lifted
Roll up the windows I'm smokin it out
Hide

shoot some, huh?)
Kill one, beat one
Shoot some, hit one
Kill one, beat one

You say you gon' do it then slide on me
I got a .4 and a .5 on me
I

They can not heal me
Once I turn my back they try to kill Me 
Haters on my back they tryna kill me 
It's a feeling
Ya do you feel it 
It's a feeling 
I'm

I'm the illest, you know the deal is.
Turn it up and feel it,
turkey bacon in the skillet; and Im about to kill it; add a waffle and bagel I'm

kill it yeah 
Thuggin with all of my nigga 
You know I’m popping the bottles 
I’m doing the things them ballers do 
They be calling me hustler 
I don’t