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Rodney King might stay afloat
Coast, dead gone off the shroom pack
Joints stay fat, like Joe
Have a squad terror at your door
Pour shit, head in the dead

set you free"
John 8:32

When Reaganomics was in effect
Grow into a criminal the world still expect
Rodney King beatings powerless cops free
Even with

come here to party but im gonna run this club
A
I come with a nine millimetre 
Boy better mind my Uggs
I came here with del boy and Rodney 
And we got

First verse release by a menace
Catch dolla sitting court side
Serena playing tennis
See my sun gone shine
And my daughter gone finish
Wanna make

like Rodney you plonkah
We still do deals get wonga

Uh
Fat zoot
Big strap
Under Amour tracksuit
Chilling in the ends with some black youts
And my white

going through the struggle
I will help you succeed
Written By: Rashanique Johnson, Rodney Johnson

I Hate You, I Love You

The Dead Milkmen

Metaphysical Graffiti

1990

bring me misery

I hate you, but I love you (x2)

Let's go to see a show
Which one well I don't know
Will you make up your mind
Or are you gonna waste my

(Rodney on the track)
Long live Da Baby
It's when times get hard
You gotta stay down, stay focused
Keed talk to 'em

Ridin' with a Drac' in

[Charli - Intro]
Yo, yo
Charli Baltimore
Suave House, what (pimp da one you love)
Yo, Untertainment yeah
From N.Y. to GA
Yeah yeah
This for all my

Buddy Hield
About it, that gangsta shit, boy
We still about it ('K)
My jit wavin' the stick, he barely miss
Every time he see a nigga been hit, he say

Snap back plus I got my sevens on
Hatin' on me like Rodney King
I'm like, "Can't we all just get along?" eh?
I'm just tryna do me, you aint tryna do you?

a
Handful, dance trample then, toss it in a hoes face
Commit a crime, murda for no cake, bullet face
Grab a woman I mean bitch, for a drive-by repeller
Pussy

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
I'm not interested in procreation
I am not your big bro, fam we got no relation
If you not on this side
Then you guilty by

Wishy Washy

Haviah Mighty

13th Floor

2019

Why you acting so wishy washy?
Emptying my pockets like a washing machine
Stop telling yourself to run back to me 
'Cause we both know this

I give her respect
Her mouth so warm and her tongue so wet
The sounds that she makes have amazing effects
She says she loves the taste, and wouldn't

white allies I see y'all
Four, three, two, one
Get the pistol, get the gun
Keep me away, keep me away, you MAGA hats better run
Fuck all that love

Ricky Bobby
Pedal to the metal when I feel a lil cocky
Pinocchio Gepetto man I love a real body
Tight lil ass lookin like lil Rodney

Damn my fault OG

later After School we supposed to been up
Focused on the lesson because I Want to graduate
But at the same Thinking about the money I could Make
Hit

forever married to the ankh on my chest

Torn heart and soul; we scream One Love
But it's hard to show when you feel unloved
It's hard to be easy when

The pain, the blood shed on blood money by corporations
Yet we still focus on Ted Bundy (Ah)
'Cause most of us don't give a fuck about them
Not giving a fuck

Ballin' Choppa City, yeah I'm a Hoosier-Boy, (Hoosier Boy!) 'PlayWitYoshi', spin like Rodney, Baby Boy (Baby Boy!)
Tommy keep a 100, K we'll hit-ya-boy

Oochie Wally
Make em all march for the king like I'm Rodney
Bro said he ball thats his bro's must be volley
If I ball we all ball, ain't shortin' nobody

be straight 
Told em we came from that muddy the weather get murky I promise I’m gon make a way 
I made a way to the feast cause the hungry gon eat but

The type that you love fuckin with,
Cause you on that Yvette shit,
Letting Rodney in yo crib,
Cooking dope,
On yo stove
Strip you down,
You neva stole,
Feds