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Booty bitches
Big booty bitches 

Break it down for me 
Let me see what you working with
Break it down for me 
Let me see what you working with
B b
Jackson, Grants, Benjimens
I can't sleep at night
Cause
When I close my eyes
All I see is dead faces
I'm haunted
By the root the of evil
You expect me
writing
And you can hear Mizz Beats is focused
Like I used to be, music's food to me
What can you prove to me
I'm still moving free thousand unit's
All my
business
I see what's back in
Club promoter pay up
Off rip contact
Day of show
To blow smoke
Second high contact
And fore I go
Still get back end
After
that three cause I don't wanna hear you whine
Swine, got my folks blind, like Stevie
Me be, wondering when I'm gonna see the end
Andre 'gain slamming
was responsible for watching time?
Cause that shit done went by 
Before my eyes
I sat and had to see it 
Slip away from me
And walk home to the kids
dick man I'm still having hope
When it's R.i.p sneezy they gonna promote
Put the ball by the cup yeah I'm getting my
Goals
Testing the water I tip to my
is
Keep me a 6, I be James'n
Empty the clip, I be blazing
Choppa go boom like onomatopoeia
Hit from the back, told that girl, bye, won't see ya'
My
Look like Janet Jackson
That bitch came over lookin'
More like Freddie Jackson
Nah, nah, nah, baby
Won't be no time for no action
I'm just gon' play this
she'll show up?
I'm not quite sure
But if she does, it'll be
Such a relief from all of this
Hey, you know what?
Whatever makes you happy
Hey, you wanna see
for us to separate
The strong from the weak
Gangsta real shit from beginning to the end
(Nas to QB) , Boston Made Men (What?)

Fuck around lay around
talk to jakes

Yeah, run up in his place, I'm like wheres the fucking cake
You know shorty be romantic, I aint talkin bout a date
Man I bought my drip
Ain't it funny? Rumors fly
And I know you heard about me
So hey let's be friends
I'm dyin' to see how this one ends
Grab your passport and my hand
I can
who met me still could forget me
If I don't get all my fucking dough
Y'all gonna see more fights and spits then the Jerry Springer show
Cause I'm
take what is yours and tell them you want more
Rule number five: don't be a bad guy, unless you want to end up in homicide
Rule number six: watch your
on the grind and don't catch no case
Bitches, that's what you always be
Like the other young bitches that try to get with me
I run all up in it but this ain't
man
That's what we do, man, bubblegum, chew, man
Other than that, catch me gettin' some bread
When you see my billboards, I be (what? Yessir)

I
gonna get me back
For fighting to see my son and 3 weeks
Later you’re on camera doing an
Interview about "your truth"
Interesting timing do what you
Want
look good in white
I'm gonna be ready this time

Oh yeah
Ready, ready, ready, ready, ready to run
All I'm ready to do is have some fun
What's all
see me
John Jackson in action on ya TV
In the bay on the way to Marin county court house
To negotiate a deal, we gonna get George out
Walk in
problems of her own
Nigga, you supposed to be grown
I agree, I try to be the man I'm 'posed to be
But negativity is all you seem to ever see
I admit,
problems of her own
Nigga, you supposed to be grown
I agree, I try to be the man I'm 'posed to be
But negativity is all you seem to ever see
I admit,
It's that time of year again
Y'all gon' be like, "Why this nigga startin' off like that?"
Disrespectful
Rap Up 2019

(Great John on the beat, by
the norm
I'm gonna take the world by storm, just give this one listen more
If you ain't pick up what I said, you ain't really about it
This ain't slinging

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