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and disgracin'
Boy you a bastard! You your daddy son
I've been gettin' green like a garden call it madison
Shorty walkin' by, damn she lookin kinda bad and uh
I'm

La La La La La
I want your song daddy
My nigga just let it go
Step in the booth let it mmm
Literally just let it
La La La
Put it on repeat let it go

about how we flood the town
Smoking by the zip I think we need another pound
Fronto soaked down bout to roll another now
With some bitches in the city

feet up
By sun up I run up the digits
I’m constantly winning
I gotta get it and go
I’m rapping I’m grinding
I swear I go hard for the Bros
They wiping

time 
I Didn't pick up to say hi now your Gone forever 
And I didn't get a Chance to say good by

Am I wrong to cry I can't fight These tears in my eyes

We got the sticks on us, fuck a drive by bitch we shoot out the bus
I can't fuck with these bitches all I do is fuss
I want the love, fuck the lust,

go harder when niggas get rich
Call her my wife for I call her my bitch
She call me daddy I gave her the tip
Did it myself man I ain't get no tips
Wake

silverware in order
Couple hours, I'll be waiting at the gate
Under influence, 10k and rising
In the valley of the sun, I'm a force without a name
I been

on top you beat 
Now I lost faith in all that remains 
You grimy fucks got me living in vain 
Pocket this nine at 10 it rains 
Up the umbrella protect ya

off ten
Bro got put in a ditch he wasn't shit that nigga got turned into a spliff
Nigga got sent to the sun for playing games cropped him out on sombody

the sun if you ain't never see the rain
Baby, do I gotta explain

Just cause you daddy rich don't mean you gotta putt out
I got all this money, watch me

Brand new whip, high tinted
Hit 250 on the dashboard
Got baddies droppin' addies
They want me to be they baby daddy
Hop in the whip now the ladies

up this morning 
10s 20s 100s yeah 
Put it on the dresser 
Gotta get this money by any means 
Nothing lesser, Yeah 

The trill is gone 
The trill is

Well, my daddy dragged my mama
By her greasy hair
She was a little witch
She really didn't care

They humped and they grunted till the sun came up

you
I'm tryna run up strips
Now her baby daddy mad because I one-up him
I got designer on my ass
Until the sun up bitch, ay
Don't talk, pipe down when

Mustang Kids

Baby E

Kicker

2015

got drugs, got the sun and the moon
We got big city plans but it always rains
And the sheriff is a crook and knows me by name

I said momma was

One Long Dream

Sonreal

One Long Dream

2017

that show, yelling
This world, it gon' know about me
All I need's a boom box and a burned CD
Fast forward ten thousand hours
one thousand shows,

The Shake

The Elms

The Great American Midrange

2009

to fill

You can bet your ass by ten o'clock
It'll be all that you can take
To squeeze inside with the girls and guys
Who come out to do the shake