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Today I woke up flexing
Tomorrow I'll be surfing
That nigga tried finessing
I swear he don't want problems
Need them hundreds
Need them benjis by

run pass
Gun on me I'm tweaking
Leave you screaming
Never stop scamming my cc hit and your bitch wanna know how I did it Pull up anybody Can get it
I

in this empty room

(Temperature dropping) I'm too fly to catch the flu
(When are you dropping?) The answer is very soon
Once I'm in a better mood
This

dey trap down
Thru chop rounds in that bitch, we almost broke the house
In the house, fuckin' on your sister, damn near broke da couch
I heard this

acrobatic
Stopping all the traffic watch you walking is a madness
With me your never lacking we cruising in th e phantom
Got me sitting on the backseat
Watch

Top Drop

Paul Wall

Purple Drank, Tha Mixtape, Vol. 3

2009

tradition down in Texas
Roll Cadillac we don't fuck with no Lexus
Bitch by my side in my ride lookin' lovely
Pour up out the paint we ain't sippin' on no

Look!
Let the vision of this confound your ignorance and blind your eyes!
This is the heritage of stars and open skies!

Heliacal rising refers

tryna catch me, I'll put up a fight
I might go fuck on your BM, do that out of spite
Still been goin' to the gym like, damn, I gotta fight
Min mink, hit

Lovely Lady Androïd Remix.

Kool Keith

Official Space Tape

2004

written on your cooch 
With rubber demands, condoms in your soft hands 

I got plans for booty work to catch a lap dance 
That skirt is workin', and by

bitch, yuh
I will put a fuckin' hole in your fitted bitch, yuh
Run a check, Lil Llàri, bitch, I'm with it, bitch, yuh
Backseat, with that heat, fuck

Speed

Bran Van 3000

Discosis [Bonus Tracks]

2001

heart attack)

Can I ride your motorbike?
Karaoke nights by the sea
Bomber jacket hyperspace
Leather laced in 3D

Water's crashing (can I?)
Road

Speed

Bran Van 3000

Discosis

2001

heart attack)

Can I ride your motorbike?
Karaoke nights by the sea
Bomber jacket hyperspace
Leather laced in 3D

Water's crashing (can I?)
Road

bread (I can tell)
Shit, I catch ten a week
Niggas out here catchin' lead (What?)
When your arm bustdown
They wanna hear what you said (Swear to God)
I

by OGs, OG playa, we the new Deucette
We cop Cadillacs by seven, we ride Vocues and leave them wet
Ho, I'm out that Houston rep, that's Space Age Playa

like garrison hearst with heat work blocksta  hustling cream pimping sealing it selling it green flashing on fiends by any means cuz we taking no shorts

motion way she moving by the ocean
She wanna play me like Chuck E. Cheese but then ain't got no tokens
Shawty your best angle on yo knees serving on what

the murder rate
Nigga on my chain ain't got the
Nuts to catch a murder case made this fate
I got somebody's under this Gucci buckle
Them GI mafia your family

I’m kinda hungry for some cereal
But i’m on diet
Judging by the angles in your gram, maybe you should try it
Lying to yourself and you still don’t buy

Can't get caught by the feds
Can't go to jail for life

I like driving fast why I bought a fast car
You bitch ain't cappin' when she say I drive like

i can hear it in your Adlibs bro
Trap w me no drama... uh
Take em out one by one
Big boys smile in karma
Take em' out one by one
Like I'm blowing

your balance when you see the beam
Three streakes, a-dead-ass defeat
One false move and I'll ruin that backseat
Street sweep, beep beep, broomstick,

Okay i'm done, with your attitude
Switch it up don't kill the mood
All you ever do is lie
I don't know why i came by
The liquor soothe any wound
Why

I am waiting

Got a new wrist
Foreignization when I say wassup
I can see you clearly through my shades
Yeah I ain't gone take them off
Surrounded by

My momma said why you always in such a hurry
You can't add no time to your life when you worry
It is what it is, it is what is
My daddy say why you