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To the hiddip the hop it don't stop)
Uh, Can't Be Broke Forever, the EP
I go by Shief y'all

I rarely smoke but dawg I stay blazing the track
This

backends
She thought a nigga was average (huh)
Thinking your bitch was a rabbit
The way she be digging my karats (yeah)
Yeah, I pass her back (back)
She

from the mud, I stayed down
Stayed down
Money talk what the fuck can you say now
Say now
Whole lotta drugs by the case now
Case now
Bad Bitch ass up face

firestarter
Slaughter
Gettin' loose goose
Be my firewater
Johnny Jack the Ripper
When I smack your stripper
They call be Bee's head juice
Be the pussy dripper

What you like
Where you wanna go
Don't worry what all on my phone
I might bite
So don't get too close
Inna cut
And yo ass ain't know
Got two leads
And I

The Funky

Chubb Rock

I Gotta Get Mine Yo

1992

one day 

In the merry merry month of May 

And I buck up to this squaw that gave me the funky 

And let me tell you 'bout this pussy, ha ha

Niggas can't see me at the top
Im'a hold 'em there
Like I sit behind a solar flare
Hip hop bipolar yeah
Spit hot I'm the coldest heir
Elemental but

Feel like a genie I'm granting her wishes
Everybody who doubted when I was without it I'm back like I never lost
I was down on my ass now I'm getting

She want new titties
New week a new city
New ass to get her Instagram litty
Ball player, star player, score fifty
Treat her like a trophy
Shop

Chakra, a new portal
I made a thousand rand today add it to the total
Spend it on my girl the pussy know me as a mogul
Still with the same bitch I met

She Got Me Open..
Oh Shit , Pussy was better than I was Hopin ..
I'm Focused , I'm On Her Body like I was Lotion ..
I feel like , I really feel like she

pockets (what)
Hundred racks in my pockets yea (What you got)
Hundred racks in my pockets(Goddamn)
I got a Hundred racks in my pockets (Yea)
Tell that pussy

high yeah I'm soaring
Fuck these pussy niggas if they balk
Then I'm scoring
And her calls I'm ignoring
Cuz I know she's just out here Whoring
I like my

feminist witches
You ain't never seen a gang of more feminine bitches
Magic pussy power running deeper than ditches
Slapping all these hoes on their ass with

fore, fore, fore, fore, fore (We got it goin' on)
Forerun', fore-runners (For all my player niggas, for all my ladies getting jiggy)
Runners, runners,

overnight took years of grinding, never doubted just trusted the timing
She got red flags I'm color blinded
Pussy like folded pastrami
She tatted up just like

the baddest
Tell her i'm looking for her
Shorty ass the fattest
When she down on fours
And she said she got that water
Tell her make it pour
When I need

soothing ass a bitch
Love to grab your booty you don't trip
Do it in public you slap me on my wrist
My baby badder than a bitch
She terrible
So I paddle

a Lambo’
Mambo jumbo
Raw
Dark
Sex
I eat that pussy like Gordon Ramsay (wet)
Now, I’m dead
(Verse 2)
My boat has crashed, I'm the commodore
hum fuck the Feds

with the 8
Package that for the action
I got eyes: two on my neck
And two in the front
I watch you pussies, watch the streets
Then I smoke a blunt feel

hanging with demons we making the block hot
H-H-H-H-H-Hot
We don't do drive-by's we gone get out and walk
Dissing me he gone get his ass popped
Can't keep

turned it In a twist
My eyes was fucking closed I should have learned when I seen it
She had me by my ropes and then she reeled me fucking in
Now that I

don't touch that pole
Legs in the air I'ma snatch her soul tongue on rose, ring rose gold
Horse and carriage you're the one I want

I'ma grip you by ya

the Mojave
Breaking bad no carbon copy

All I ever wanted
Was a handful of Debbies Cake
I kept them Niggas up out my face
I got them krakkas up out my way