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chillin at the bar by yaself  and I know you lookin great
Who would ever thought I'll run into you like this I'd say it's fate
Let me take ya number down

through ya hard head
If I take ya car from the lot, I ain't doin no parkin' (We not parkin')
They been hungry for me to slip up, so they starvin' (Fuckin'

Yah, this one goes out to thou (to who?)
To you ! (To me?) Yeah you ! Ha ha
Look, we gon' light dem candles up
Show dem bitches how a demon do
Ha,

family and your sister too
And thanks for everything you taught me
Taught me it's okay to be cocky
How to mix Vodka with coffee
How to be myself and never

doin'
How you doin OK
It's a great state
But don't seal my fate
I hate to say it
And I won't be late
Follow me now
And I'II lead the masses
I don't want

doin'
How you doin OK
It's a great state
But don't seal my fate
I hate to say it
And I won't be late
Follow me now
And I'II lead the masses
I don't want

dripping shit That ain’t even out
I got it on like it’s snowing in the house
I’m stuffing these racks in this little bitty pouch these niggas like candles

bleedin' get at the gauze
Mix, fidget, 'fore I rip it in four's

Look at my face, you can tell that I'm slick
The blunt, excersize, 10 in the clip
Y'all

I hope this tune reach the masses
So I can get a little pay packet
In my baggage
Mix it with a bit of spray
Tagging out my track-list
And all my

a steady flow, man I ready fo whatever tho got the fetti tho
See it steady grow, ready tho
I'm mix of Freddie Gibbs, Nip & a little Hov

Goddamn, 

Son bitch

How I mix Balenci and Dior without clashing
How I get it all by myself without asking
A little bit of hustle and some early mornings
I was out bussin

I can give it all to ya, give it all to ya
Just give it back when I call on ya
I'mma show you how love is supposed to feel
All hands on deck and it's

feeling crippled
In position for the missionary acting all scary
Like I'm clearly gonna pop ya cherry never had it how do it I make it like it's music
Like

In position for the missionary acting all scary
Like I'm clearly gonna pop ya cherry never had it how do it I make it like it's music
Like it's music

wants to see Marshall no more
They want Shady, I'm chopped liver
Well if you want Shady, this is what I'll give ya
A little bit of me mixed with some

Sag Your Pants

Afroman

Afroholic...The Even Better Times [Advance]

2004

khakis hang
Sag bold, sag nervous
Sag when I'm doin' community service
Sag when I mac, sag when I brawl
I bet ya 20 dollars my pants don't fall

Manipulator, murderer, crazy Daisy
Poisoned slowly day by day a little arsenic might do the trick
Mix it in with his water and surely that will make him sick

Whips cork up the exit and the entrance
If you wanna get out better pull ya wet out
How's ya English that's a long sentence
Worse if you're laying in

When we fuck I make it rough I know you like that
Come over and stay wit me bring ya night cap
I love how when I bite you girl you bite back
I know ya

Ibwin' Wit My Crewin'

Yo-Yo

You Better Ask Somebody

1993

smash this beat through your monkey ass
I'm just IBWin with my crew and
Doin what we doin, this is how we do it
Come on

(Come on)

IBWin wit my CREWin

Yea all these blues nigga I feel like a superhero
Yea, Chizz on the boards, Des in this bih
Superhero not Batman its Rackman
Im at the ATM doin my

flex and brag with a stack

I was doin' B n E's at age twelve, while you was at home with ya mumsy
Now they think that I'm taking a piss
Nah I'm

achoo
Real player in this bitch, you know I had to bring the mob through
My young niggas they mob, too, my little nigga might rob you
See I be 'round

I got man A.R. with me
Y'all know him as J.R. but I call him A.R.
Cuz the boy'll air ya out in 4 seconds B
Ay yo Writer, let's go
Funk Flex, Writer's