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snoop crown on the vic
Crown on my wrist, crown on my bitch
And a couple crowns on my crew
Keeping pounds of the blue
Ivory in it, tsunami in it when I be

You're wearing a frown
Why you so blue
Brighten your freaking hue
Yeah
Run thy pockets
Yeah you in danger man
Looking like talking like
Stranger danger man

gates
Surrounded by them snakes
They be all up in your face and
Tryna talk the fire and crack on statements
Don't pen the affidavit
Man I shouldn't have

bands up
For everyone around
I'm tryna ball hard
Do the dash in the coupe
Shorty want me to come through
We've been counting up them blues
We've been

Ouuu
uh-huh
Ouuu
Uh-huh
Ouuu
uh-huh
Ouuu
Uh-huh
Bands around this cake, decorated like it's fondant
Blue strips in my face, you can say that it's

I had a very vibrant dream last night
I was opening for Bruce Springsteen. It wasn't the E Street Band, not some huge stadium. It was a modest sized

it feel good to be a black man
Bussin out the pack on the table I got 20 bands

All I want is blues in my life
Don't want no fucking friends

Bought

every slut
Claiming you my boy when I was down wouldn't even help me up
You be thinking that's yo mans
He a snake you for some bands
Run off with yo bag

bout business you know i'm a businessman
Said he want a feature told em to send a band
I move like a boss I can't be no middle man
All my niggas want me

just made some bands tonight
Can't have no fear
What it is with this shit
Man it's fight or flight
Locked in real one
My Type it's like

Im a goat in

Tell him run up them bands, tell him cut right to the chase
Tell you ain't my man, you gotta work to this cake
You recycled your hoes, you must love

I'll bust this bitch in public I ain't never scared
Throw them bands in the air
Cause this is my time man of the year
Man of the century well I will be

American Girl

LL Cool J

Exit 13

2008

extra thick
They make me feel so patriotic

Man, American girls are something to see
I bet Thomas Jefferson would love be E T
This is a celebration

still all in my head
Fell in love with the music
Shit i do it for my fans
Blue prints in the bands
Yeah n**** that's the plan
And my n**** not a rockstar

the blues
Onna mission got sum for to prove
They juss want you to lose
Surrounded by killas all my niggas loose screws
Callin my phone got nun for you
Livin

Swag Surfin'

F.L.Y.

Jamboree

2009

don't hesitate to cash out
Paint John Stephenson, the black and blue Jag out
Pockets on half-time, I'm always bringing bands out

I'm on Hypnotic,

and I picked song
Her hope of Glory and Another Man so strong
For her faith is belief in what can't be seen
And mine was on singing in old blue jeans

She

Green, pink, blue cheese
One shirt, that's two sleeves
I got it on me like it's fashion
Still count it up and rubber band it
Chains, whips, Bold

Hip)
City to city keep a blue strip
Cut him out of that picture that's a new clip
Hunnits on me had to make that check flip
Snaking your man, that's

Ballin no Kobe the finest of fabrics
Cash do gymnastics cash doin backflips
Stunna stunna hunnids blue like the Mavericks
Move on the low you don’t

mans
Why she play the young niggas, some things I don't understand
What's the plan, when the prey you preying on go super saiyan
What's the plan, I sit

bands
Purple J's on my feet
Another pair at the door
Ten more boxes in the closet
On the shelf and on the floor
Four more pairs on the rack
I just got

for a check for a check I go skitso
Rolling up that in doe RIP my kin folk
Blue Bands in my pants dead prez them white folk
Chasing chicken is my

Gang
Gang
Yeah, yeah
(Yeah, gang)
Gang, gang
Bitch, I keep that tool in my jacket
Back when I was broke, had to go back to trapping
I had 40 bands