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Puff Puff

Magic

Thuggin'

1999

smoking bullshit
I gotta connect, that's full in effect, and that's our little secret
I ain't gonna lie my troubles sorrow, help me put down my revolver
it

Making sure your lame swag is all polished and clean
While your favorite rapper's like "yeah, he got it from me"
You been brainwashed by a fake life that

all night
Someone get an IV since I was eleven
Boston Kyrie in the basement by leans
Dank after the P, bro I call that my team
Someone get the visine, I

admit it
So after knowing you a month I
Put you next to none
Made you one of three girls
That ever met my mum
And it wasn't really surprising
She didn't

anybody to get hostile
This is just a hobby I feel
Sorry for this lost child
Chipmunk, Chipmunk, Chipmunk, Chipmunk
Lyrical skill isn't measured by your

through hell and came back bitch
I’m bullet proof
Please know that she fuck with a savage
Get that guap by all means, it's a habit
She a demon for clout,

This is the last time, dude
If I don't do it I'm done

My name is Ody, self-explanatory
In court getting judged by the fucking jury
Attack your nurse

of our pink playground
You’ll love the sputnik spin of our Zolar Go-Round 
We can stop on Zic-con Zoo for a soda fizz
And beam you home by 9:00 before your

for them like (na na na na)
Loyal for life ( na na na nay)
Niggas backstabbed me so much I said fuck it i'll keep the knives
If I told you a secret

much dying too much wildin'
I'm just tryna feed my fam and get by.
If I'm an example though what is it that I'm teaching?
I'm floating through an era

Kommt dir einer krumm Baby mach ich mich strafbar
Ich bin reich, weil hab dich by my side
Halten zusammen, nach jedem Streit
Zeig mir deine Liebe, auch

unfazed so I'm really unbothered
I regret it but never said sorry
Let's tell you a bit bout my story
I'm real different
You can't tell by my aura
I grew up

In the Morning it's Jesus save me 
By the evening I'm meeting Stacey 

That was just Round One 
Never had purpose until I found one 
Won't know victim

Love is a blessing 
Lost in your eyes 
Babe you’re my fire 
Come after dark 
Make me feel warm
Give me your poison 
Enter my mind 
Make me feel

Got keys to the new place
Right after Turkey Day
Left over sweet potatoes, cold sandwiches and mayo
Loaded up the truck
Jon boy wished us luck
Laying

a couple courses my seeds won't carry 'em after me
Man some people gon love you for the same reason some hate you
You can't really worry bout the colors they

There's something about you that I love
Might be your fingers, your teeth, I don't know
or the jokes that you tell after midnight
when we're the only ones

Hey y'all it's secret
I decided I was gonna take things a little slow this time
Y'all ready
Let's go
No I ain't crazy, but I am possessive
Never met

DREAMS BECOME REALITY

ITS TIME TO GO TO WORK 
NO TIME TO LAY BACK CHILL
GRIND PUSH WE'LL RELAX
AFTER WE MAKE OUR FIRST MILL
HATERS STANDING BY TRYING

Sunset Boulevard

National Symphony Orchestra

Broadway Now: Hits, Vol. 1

1996

Sure I came out here to make my name
Wanted my pool my dose of fame
Wanted my parking space at Warners
But after a year

Of one room hell

of the week you act different
A star appears

Yo — knew I was supposed to get back at you
But after you was different
Second look, it had me mad again
I had

She was everything to me
More than a sister ought to be
Long ago, I just don't know anymore
Seemed like winter all year long
The sun burst after she

travelled by man
It will, no doubt, open my eyes
through Hell I will finally find my Paradise
The Fool:
From browsing through this book I have learned
that

Here's another story
To unfold made of secrets left untold a young girl
Who said yes to the night found
Herself at the "hotel sunrise"
"Room number