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Cos I know I'm up there in the skies, it's streets
You can never tell me nothing
Cos I know my rights and I'm on my grind, it's streets
You can

not a race baby i'm too faced
She say this won't last
I tell her relax I said it's just facts
But you won't finish last and that's a fact
Green goddess

leaving you holy
Angels up and watching me closely
Demons stuck, i can't get em off me
I don't trust, i stay by my lonely
Cross me once, i'm leaving you

Throwing some hunnits and ones
Hold on lil bitch gotta glock
Yeah
She got a glock by her thong
Clock on the wall
Tell me what time do it say
If it's not

thing can't tell it to the City

Ain't worried bout you or no one else
I dropped a couple racks on my neck
Gave lil momma couple racks
Gave her a check
Came out witta couple racks
Flew

homegrown
It’s 80 outside how he get so cold
Got more drip then you blowing your nose
Got more hits then mike Tyson’s foes
Get down lil mami get down
Get down

Nettspend
I don't feel like putting up with you today lil bitch for now you can win
And if you piss me off it's okay lil bitch ima go fuck your friend
Big

bitch stolen
I believe that I'm not locked up
Right now 'cause I'm chosen
I can see all the lil'
Shit that they sayin'
But you know shit get shook up like

She mine forever so no you can never have her She got me talkin' to the mic
Cause I can't tell her what I like
Yeah she bad but that's for yeah
What

What's Your Flava?

Craig David

Slicker Than Your Average

2002

You look so good,
Good enough to eat
I wonder if I could peel your wrapper
I could be your fantasy

What's your flava
Tell me what's your flava

What's Your Flava

Craig David

YTV Big Fun Party Mix, Vol. 4

2003

What's your flava 
Tell me what's your flava 
Tell me what's your flava 
Tell me what's your flava 
Tell me what's your flava 

I met this fly

Unc' don't want no Fentanyl or doll, he a hard head (huh?)
Brodie still fightin' that body, I'm sick, I can't call Craig (huh?)
I hear so much about

Look At Me Now

Lil Wayne

Tear Drop, Vol. 4: The Return of Liltunechi

2011

I don't see how you can hate from outside of the club
You can't even get in
Leggo

Yellow model chick
Yellow bottle sipping
Yellow Lamborghini

Have you ever been with night owls in the late night
We be rollin' through the interstate, we can take flight
I can tell by your eyes, wonder what it

Rolling with my wodie got my brodie by my side
I told her baby you can get it if you wanna come and link up, I be zoning
We can go and do the things

Got my lil nephew Que with me

Yeaah, Aye ima tell you how it really go
These wise words from the youngin
I got the knowledge, I was honor roll
Can

And you know it's me
I can take you where you like where you want to be
If you fucking with the guys come and meet the team
Keep a blicky by my side

call me daddy but I swear i'm not her mister
You know I been balling by myself don't need a mentor
(Yea, yea yea yea)
She tell me she love me when I hit

You say you stand by your man
Tell me something I don't understand
You said you love me and that's a fact
And then you left me, said you felt

Blastin' your family I don't care who left
Cookin' your bitch up just like a chef
Yea lil' nigga I laughed at his death
Can't hear shit you would

eye out for lil cho before he takes sum
Its loose screws, all up in his head, but you won't say nothing
He get influenced by the crash, I know his day

Killed the show, so u know we bout to hit the after spot
Still walk-in like a fool, so the homie told me stop
Cuz the door gettin swarmed by the cops
But

(Huh?, Uh, Jit, Jit, Jit)
Omen in my head, I'm a maniac
I can see it coming, bitch, you know I'm bout to break rap
Women in my bed and I'm banging