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I'm under arrest
All this shit because my dick was caught up
On her blessedid assurance
In that tight dress
And yes we meet up at the club
One thing

All you dog breed cunts are outta luck
Standing staunch an I don't give a fuck
Hater hears a dick you can suck
Suspect.1 an I run amock
All you dog

dick to me
Oh my god, you think you made this fucking bitch crazy
You think you snapped by licking me for 27 seconds
Fake orgasm and all
That was not

cause I'm sick
But I know you love the dick
We about to get lit
But this how this gon be
Come around and bring a friend
If you down to get it in
I'll be

are GONNA STOP MAKING ALL THIS MONEY?!

Verse One: Styles Paniro

I lick shots at intruders
Take the coke money and invest in computers
Tryin' to reach

a fuck about your friend like that, yeah
Lonely by the pool
Without you
Thinking bout school
How I dropped out, ima fool, fool
Pool parties in the fucking

on Track ma nigga and you are a Witness
The one thing thing that I appreciate Right now I'm surrounded by greatness
I could never really care what you Gotta

relationships
So none of ya'll know how to talk to a girl if it came to it
Teasing me, saying I'm manipulating women?
I still get my dick sucked by every chick

I'm sorry

Back then they tried to put me in special ed
Now I'm up now I'm getting special head
Hang on
My dick engraved in that lil bitch heart
(I know

dick ew you're swallowing poo
You got fucked by Tommo and Johnno and Joe and Nicholas
It's so ridiculous I bet you have loads of syphilis
I hate when you

hand at this rap thing's messy
The Monkey got me in my cups
I know that things are looking up
No label but, I'm still the creator, still in control 
So

m.A.A.d city

MC Eiht

Good Kid, M.A.A.D. City

2012

that rep colors is doing the same thing
Pass it to the left so I can smoke on me
A couple drive-bys in the hood lately (chyea)
Couple of IV's with

to learn how to make beats
Cause the only thing I was actually beating was my meat
In my room binging family strokes on repeat
Had it Bluetoothed onto

Where the fuck are they from ffffff Flint town
My name is Ira Dorsey
Let my name be known
I'm the man thats killin bitches
Leaving stitches in nigga's

the only ones I smoke are the loose leaf
Not high, but I'm your highness (what?)
And secretly, you're my dick (ha)
But you haters are butthurt (ow), bunch

the only ones I smoke are the loose leaf
Not high, but I'm your highness (what?)
And secretly, you're my dick (ha)
But you haters are butthurt (ow), bunch

the jungle, turn you to spaghetti

Nigga be acting like they are so real
I pull out that chopper let 'em
Niggas see how it feel
Sippin' on actavis, you know how

backflip for you
You playin' God
Your eye sockets she gon' rip into
We sick of bleeding now the
Trey spray and victim you
Done dyin', Phillip AK Dick in you

Show & Prove

Big Daddy Kane

Daddy's Home

1994

It's all about me in the place to be
Niggas thing they all that, yo, that shit is G
Mad game and it's a motherfucking shame
How many enemies want

How Many Mics

Fugees

The Score

1996

Motolla
Momma always told me "you're one in a million"
Always watch your back, never tangle with Haitian Sicilians
Now I got a record deal "how does it

the healing away (Take the healing away)
She got love in her veins, you can tell by her grip (You can tell by her grip)
Tears not the only thing in her body

Cusswords

Too Short

Life Is...Too Short

1988

the answer
To the United States economy and a cure for cancer?"
I said, what are you doin in the White House if you're not sellin cocaine?
Ask your wife,

Straight from the curb
To the suburb
In the black suburb
Plucking birds, getting served
Y'all ain't never learned
How this world turn
Thought it was over,

love
I'm giving you this dick
Ay baby what's up
Baby what's up
Girl You fine and you thick
Yea you fine and you thick

How you doing lil mama
Could you