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'96 Bulls

Nick Grant

Dreamin' Out Loud

2018

amplifies, who they really are
The sold you a bag of lies, this the land of the wise
All the lamb are disguise, I'll never lose my cool but not a fan of your

holes
Now I got hundreds of Louis 
I aint worn, you can lick the sole
Now bitch I'm the man
They say its lonely on top 
But I got rich the gang 

Ride for

next bonus
The second he's in power, like an exponent
Cause he had his ex moanin'
Until he caught a spasm
But by the next mornin'
Multiply they orgasms

City of New Orleans

Henson Cargill

This Is Henson Cargill Country

1974

the train they call the City of New Orleans
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done

Playin' card games with an old man on the club car
Many

Illegal Busyness

Micranots

Obelisk Movements

[All by I Self Divine]

[Chorus 1]
China white, crystal meth, angel dust, percaset, cocaine, morphine, PCP
Hash, opium, prozac, special K, Xanax,

And you practically slept together,
your sleeping bag right next to his

And you woke in the night to watch him as he slept
but you couldn't see anything

hand im like cookies
I got the bag on me like a boogie
100s and 50s got tired of them 20s 
40 and 30s aint toting no 20 
Put a hole in ya bucket just

on it
Yeah, she said she popping on the gram
All this confidence until she find out who I am 
100,000 likes girl I could really give a damn 
By the end

Uh! Oh!

Sporty Thievz

Even Cheaper

1999

your receipt, fuck sweet and far from it, 

which one of y'all want it? 

Hundered shop by the hundred, y'all cats will never want it 

Gun it,

(My nigga Lee, I think we got another one)
Huh

Bitch fucked my mans, but I fucked her too
I just act like I ain't never knew
Told her I'm the catch

VERSE

Right out the got damn gate w a new flow,
New hoe,
Catch and bag new hoes,
Doubléd one that’s a duo,
Deux multiplié par trois et dis-moi

I got that bag for the low
Fucking on that bitch
Yeah she'll do it on the low tho
Yeah she on go
Damn she dropped it to the floor
I made it rain
Man

Duffle bag open already
Approximately a hundred twenty seconds on this home invasion
Black nike baseball gloves I watch too much CSI
Duty calls
Ooo they

down
I’m with all the competition nigga heavy is the crown
PTA I’m on the block I got some hittas in my town
Take a verse and body bag it put that shit

on nobody 
I aint relyin on nobody 
cause they stay makin excuses man no weakness
Tell dem folk what i'm on strong


Verse 1:
Mother fucka i'm Pushin dough

(HUFF47)

I never changed, man, fuck the fame, bitch, I don't want it now
Won't stress no bitch, they come a dime by a dozen, ah
I got my pride,

a drunk
A nineteen year old punk
Waking up around lunch
Weed bags plump, and we called 'em trees
So you best believe that we
Turned 'em into stumps
Summer

I'm fin' be straight up at ya do'
By the time he made it there
Them rocks was meltin' lookin' old
Man this shit here gotta go
He gave it back

I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie
'97 had a brick by the muffler crony
Wholesale to my select
Preferred customers only
The white horse cooked

who knocks!” 

3aly: 
No bitch I'm not coming back cuz bitch I'm coming up
You know imma run it back cuz I don't give a fuck
Even with a hundred grand I

(trenches)
Trying to keep me down, then I'm at your Fifty (pow, pow pow)
Man of the house I had to make some tough decisions (on god)
Running to the bag bitch

Ima run with that
cin't No looking back
Ima get the bag
100 bands
Buy me a vida guerra yeah i love that ass

cll my bad bitches shake it low low woah

wasn't meant to be a part of him,
I have a thousand dollars for that extra need and special'n,
Grabbing drops out of a bag,
Never thought I'd see

Man, it's Friday and I still ain't seen no Paycheck
Read a message, don't text her back, bitches Hate that
See lil' nappy head with that Glock, he