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don't mean nothing to me
Bitch, you know my life it be sweet
The shit that I do
You can't do in your dreams
Get that money by any fucking means
Young

Brodie got signed, he bought him a wallet
Fuck Molly, that nigga a cop
Hop out, I'mma clip 'till he dropped
They know my name, Mr shot after Shot

Call up

Mei Ling is a home run too
Said I shouldn't wait or get fucked by two
A threesome, a just set my mood
Play me like I'm dumb, I'ma spill my juice

I can see em' over there
I put Hermes that's on her bag and my chair
Draped my bitch in Marni now I call her my lil mini me
I was tryna turn

by thy name
Is it all jus karma
Gotta thank you
For the life that I love
And I love my barber
I need me a Jasmine
I got me a genie
So I guess that im

around town
Thinkin' you can wash me onna beat you a clown
I can tell that lil' bitch a freak by the way she smile
CGB the gang nah nigga you can't fuck

face
Ya girl gimme
I didn't know it would cost so much just to lay up
She like my luxury raps, I could tell by her tase buds
Whatever I don't have in

three, nigga, ain't on the pedestal
Nigga, I'm Mr. Miyagi, the way I'm waxin' him
Motley Uncle Sam, the way I come through, I'm taxin' him
Jill is his

don't need what these bitches bring
Trying to make it to the top
And I'ma do that shit by any means
Had to go and get a mop
'Cause I'm wiping niggas off

to be gave
Mr make it happen, boy i'll do this shit by any means
Putting In that work, only if you could see behind the scenes
I seal the deal with a cup

Looking for me I be by the paper
Lil sage for the haters
Don't trip keep it player
Yea I got it I don't need no favors
I don't skate im on the grind

Okay, I'm quite the work in progress I'm like some budding flowers
I see a stationary object I'm surrounded by these cowards
I have a dirty mind

Ya
We the north
I hate dealing with all these fake ass motherfuckers
All these fake ass motherfuckers walking straight on by
Fuck you I'm real I know

cousin like 
I got the P's help me bag it up
Came through with the vacuum seal
Pack was shipped by lunch
If a nigga ever spend the night
Get him gone by

females shop till they drop
Matter of fact, watch out
Ain't this a business? I'm waiting on some action to jump off in here
You heard what Mr. Molly said
We

pack
Lil bro come from the back with that mask an its go time (Wah Wah Wah)
Can't be in the car if your ass finna slow down
I know real lies and your

Amerika

Society

Thugs Are Us

2001

a nigga
Shot by the cops at a traffic stop -- cause you a nigga
That's why I hold toast too
I sell bi-coastal
International
They inter-catching you

Amerika [Clean Album Version]

Society

Thugs Are Us [Clean]

2001

a nigga

No matter how much your ass get paid, you still a nigga
Shot by the cops at a traffic stop 'cause you a nigga
That's why I hold toast too, I sell

Ha
Mr. AYE OKAY
3VN yea
Ye Ye
Yea yea yea
Ye Ye
Yea yea yea
Ye Ye
Yea yea yea
I'm bussin my groove
I'm making them moves
I do what I do
Too many done

sayonara muthafuckas
Y'all don't want this smoke
Bitches call me big papa
But I live west coast
Mr Micheals be ya host
Let me pop my toast

Y'all could catch

and recalibrate
A plan to navigate
Move forward push the strategy
And give thanks to the greatest
A new wave, Catch me outside
I leave on a Tuesday
Be back by next

give you the chills
I’m somewhere tryna get bills
I’m talking after the mills
I’m big niggas lil
Always gotta keep some steel
Blood thicker than

granting my wishes I call him a genie
Teaching these lessons Like I'm mr.Feeny
I pick up and kill It like nick was on tv
Spitting this magic like I was

too
I still got the dream that I always had, I'm still tryna go to the moon
I just put a who with a who, by watching a fool I know what not to do
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