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As Your spirit is leading, I'm willing to follow
For You give peace like a river and a joy that overflows
Total chaos when I'm led by me
So my
a move
Can ya dig it 'till dawn?
Boogie dancin' on it on and on
Hot beat,
yeah ya whip it all down
You gotta "bus stop"
with the flow

No count but I pump
mbili..then i make a way forwad
Working every minute coz..i have to make it count
Sky is the limit so im..resting in the clouds
Son of the king that means..im
of spring
N' whenever I'm in her arms I hear the angles sing

She moves, She's so graceful
She commands respect
An' ooh she's so well put together
Like
for Lagos (lagos)
But I dey count my blessings
Name them one by one
Everything for life na turn by turn
Nobody fit stop my shine at all
Cause who God
on haunted hill
Every time you walk by your back get a chill
Let's peel, who want to talk rap skills
I spit like a semi-automatic to the grill
Elbow
on haunted hill
Every time you walk by your back get a chill
Let's peel, who want to talk rap skills
I spit like a semi-automatic to the grill
Elbow
don't make me laugh
Get to mine, tell by my watch, this a different time
Livin' fine, I'm gettin' high as your shit decline
Who believes he movin' keys
Time we make a move
Don't play by the rules
Niggas getting mad at me 'cause I could never lose
Challenge me we duel
Sleeping hit the snooze
Can't go
modern man
Body counts increase by thousands by the hour
The sniper on reserve blastin hots from the water tower
Absorbin' energy from the sun MC's run
My
how I move, I got Rees on my feet
Shoes on the whip, got the tints on the car
Got the .40 on my hip, bad bitch, I'm not a star
Chopper in the trunk, I
on rainy days
Put the flowers by his grave
I don’t know i don’t know
Gangsters move in silence drop around and hit the floor
Breeze a spin ya block then he
Reporting live from the Southside 
Count it up 
We ain't playing it's about time 
Ante up
All y'all haters can't reroute mine 
Y'all be playing in
your night
Shot after shot, you're gon' lose the count
Can't keep track of the money you spent
Ballerina baby she gon' teach the other broads
Move it
Be ready to do as I say so
Front of the line, I move w a tempo
She trynna move to the bed, and get sinful
Im tryna count up the breash, make it triple
Gwan put on your dancing shoes
Gwan put on your dancing shoes
I always get by, always manage
Used to spit grime on old skool garage
Hip-Hop i damage,
these niggas move aside, rich nigga alert
And lately I been doing fine, cuz my pockets don't hurt
My pockets, my pockets, my pockets, my pockets don't
use one hand to count
Every meal this month that was home cooked
As ugly as i am how is it that i
Manage to avoid sleeping in my own bed
Twenty-nine
you a tip
You move so sexy, I love the way you wiggle
Your titties bounce around and
Your big booty jiggles
Make the video, it's official
Throw
end up at last
Won't even count the days
One thing I sure know, I won't move so fast
My mind in complete haze

Pass by, don't dare to stop
When
end up at last
Won't even count the days
One thing I sure know, I won't move so fast
My mind in complete haze

Pass by, don't dare to stop
When
Get rich
All I know is count Benjamin's
And get rich
Get rich
Stack that paper then turn around
And fake on these hater
Get your money right and move
go with your move don't think this a lick 
I'm one of the ones that's on the front line
Handling business and not wasting time 
I run by myself cuz
respected for what i do
Change or Die Bro
Roses red
Like the Lou
Uhh
Simple pleasures
By the twos
Uhh
On the highway
Its to early
But baby, we gotta move

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