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Wit these
Lil bitty lame hoes
That like to bicker and bitch
Over the same ole
My aim high
We gotta have the same goals
Imma vet
I need a veteran
One

Swooped numbers
She text me
Let's link up
How bout tomorrow
She hit me before I could
Talkin bout She making dinner come by
She knew I would
Jump in my whip

Damn girl I just wanna see you jam girl
Dance girl hold up can I be your man girl
Take you by the hand
And we gone see the damn world
Travel from

put your hands up to tha sky (yeah, yeah, big guy)
That's right do it tight come on!
Rock on, rock on! And you don't stop!
Soul'd Out Cru, c'mon! (Rock

you should stick to yo massages
hey, maybe you just thinking to far fetched
hey, maybe you should live the way that I live, slow up on ya progress, do

the keys to the hotel room
u know I got my eyes on u
hands rubbin up and down the my thighs
staring at chu with my bedroom eyes
the way u lookin boy u so so

was rare days
Now many people always throw shade
Just keep yo head up and get paid
Cause soon yu will shine one day

a groupie go and find dat
Ima joint cant deny dat happy mindin my bidness now pussy nigga you should try dat
Niggas mad i do ma shinine need a ratchet lil

like that, I, I know you like that

Verse:
Do yo lil dance
Girl you know I'm tryna get down
Pinky on my lip
Now you wanna go for 6 rounds

Hands on my

But I don't see give and go give
I talk shit cuz I know the truth you a bitch homeboy. Who the fuck is you??
We in the building to let it up TNT right

to the brain
Don't get lost on the way

Drink up in my hand my body moving sideways
I can barely stand but still I'm on the highway
Coasting yea yea I'm just

more
Got my hand in the kitty
Throwing up gang signs
Vice lord an some pitchforks
Break a bitch down then I put her Back together
Like I'm playing with

Can’t slow down
I be up late
Prolly jumpin in the crowd
For a pay raise
I got great faith
Always
All day
Yahweh
Spiritual status
Live what you imagine

while you drippin' and wetty
I put yo legs on ya neck, you thinking oh not that
I make yo eyes roll back, you scream i love this sex
See she dark skin,

to the side
Girl get in the ride
And we gone Forgiato slide I neva' take it slow
Ima buy yo ass a Birkin when I get up on my feet
Never tell them what we doing,

up in all black
Pull my mask down
If I catch a charge
Then I gotta skip town
Get a bitch pregnant
I can't stick around
Hung up the phone
Cause She's

Hanging up
Now you're stuck with a cuck
But I'm not giving up
Yo j
How does my dick taste?
Sounded like I was saying o j
And not Yo j
How does my dick

Niggas looking up to me
You can say I'm standing tall
Down in a Tampa on da beach
Wit yo bitch we in da sand
Run da trap like I'm big Meech
I'm 1000

Y'all thought this rap stuff was a game?
Why you keep playin' with us, yo?

Back like I got a vendetta
They let the beast out
Hand me the microphone
I

of food then ride it ooh
By my side with you
Art
Art
Look at yo body it's art
Look at yo mind it's art
Art
Art
Look at her arch
I'm by ya side if you ever

it out
Gotta fix it up
Finding clarity

Reboot

(Time)
Time is running through my hands
Drained to death but I'm wide awake
It's an uphill battle, we

O.G. Original Gamer

Jonathan Coulton

This Gigantic Robot Kills

2009

Blindfolded, okay, yeah, I know it sounds adorable
But dollars signs in pop's eyes grew creepy and deplorable

He said, "Play by the noises, follow the ding

boomshalaca
Fry yo mans infront of you it look like benihanas
Smoked so many opps the blunt look like chimichangas
Me nd ju can turn the Stu into a mini sauna
I

of darkness my destiny revealed

Gotta keep writing that shi aint sealed

I gotta earn it I know that

That's why I put my Heart an Soul into this rap

Ima