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the track
Now your real name? "Shirl"
Yeah, we gotta change that
I think I'll call you Apple, cause your ass is kinda fat
How old are you? "16"
Well that's

strawberry fields
Forever baby
Nothing really matters
The moon knows everything
It's not keeping track of time
While we watch it pass us by
When you untie

what you gone do
Imma keep it real real smooth
Baby you know how we do

Acting a smoochie
You say its Gucci
Party like a rockstar
It’s giving Tunechi

(I always loved this shit, nigga)
Yea
Gotta let my hair out on this one
cnd Imma keep spinning around, in case I miss one

Gripped her by her pretty

to party wit us
Yea they gon’ strip 50s on her butt nigga
They call me Timmy Gz
I got 9 shots no witnesses won’t stop
Ain’t a thing that we tolerate
Cut

Berebenbenbenz
Benzen
Tell me what you dealing with
Doing after the party?
Do you wanna, do you wanna?

Party good and we drunk (Yeah)
Feeling good

like a dyin
[Dr.Dre: Yo Ren, tell'em what they do when you start rhymin]
I go to the party. I hip a hop the spot
I dunno what it is, but the girls get

Quarantine
The quarantine party
Ayy, uh (Zombie on da track)

Gucci slides, Versace robe
Big blunt, I'm in papi mode (papi, papi)
Wake up with

Respect The Name!

Ain't no secret who we are
Rep this game like a fucking rockstar
No disrespect to any other crew
You don't do it like we do
Respect

(Got the beat by Powers and we just made a banger)
Yuh (ayy), yuh, what? (Ayy)
Yuh, yuh, what? (Ooh)
Yuh, yuh, yuh (bitch)
Yuh, yuh, fuck (ayy)

address
I'ma put it down like max suppress
What we got to lose? Nothin' less
Asphalt cowboy tatted on my chest
Underest' me by the way I dress
What do I

the kitchen
Put guns in niggas mouth
Like "Who's u dissin'?"
We give for they knew who you was missin
Nigga
You can either have a gun at the chain
Or one

a president'll be a swat guy



That's like choosing which bullet you gon' get shot by

A drank and some hot fries

Slowly eating me up from inside to outside

Another Another World

The Creators

The Weight

2000

We fantastic, flippin' on tracks like gymnastics
Small brats get they ass kicked, me and Mos smash it
Top gun like what comes after the, fist

Party Started

The Cat Empire

Two Shoes

2005

Chillin', at the club, pimpin' with my money
(Well actually, my parties are more like
Chillin', in the sun with tea and milk and honey
Tea and lamingtons,

like crack, you know what it is? It's wack
Wack it

(I mean we goin' out the whole nine yards)
(Uh, whole nine)

N-now I'm sittin' in my room tryna

Walk in Gutta

Redman

Red Gone Wild: Thee Album

2007

car settlements!

[Chorus: Biz Markie (Erick Sermon)]
I say yes yes y'all {"One-two one-two"} to the beat y'all
Party havin people guaranteed to be like

by the time the track defrost
I got no class, I couldn't pass the course
I was thinkin' forward when everybody
Said I'm an afterthought
Subtract

Yo, who that shorty you left with, bro
Nigga, you left me outside waiting

Felt like I'm struck by lightning
High off of Psilocybin
Swear it was

battle
Now it ain't no mystery
That you are one of the dirtiest
Niggas in battle rap history
But you a cool nigga I mean even in Cali
It felt like we was

shout
If you can't breathe then you're like me
This a party of deceased and you're departing all with me
'Parting all with me, 'parting-'parting all with

Listen, nigga, you got bigger fish to fry, like
If I ever see your girlfriend in Dubai, oh lord
Party on the boat she's onboard and the Birkin is a bag

Is it too much to ask for lyrics?
(Alright, alright)
(Royalty has never done a track together)
I mean it's 2014 man, c'mon really
(Well I thought we

sessions up in heaven
The son looks hippie and we party in his presence
Peter was a dj and hosted yo by the gods
May on we rest on stages with everlasting