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with two bitches
Then came through the skunk, we got fucked up!
Seconds passed, the chicken heads came back
Now it's off to minglin' and see who else up

tryna save a bitch, pow right in the kisser)
We didn't drive by we walked him down, put him in a ditch 
(It be like that 'cause he's a snitch, pow right

be floatin' in the lake by ten
I don't fuck with confused liars
Rather lay low with a slut, consumin' my nut like a new diet
Brother, I'm too fire

MVP

Charles Hamilton

Hamilton, Charles

2016

Sit back, relax and get bitch smacked by my focus
This track is a trap if you have the focus
I lift rap when I rap when in fact it's bloated, come

We Will Survive

3rd Coast Dynasty

The Arrival

2002

You in God's hands now, keep a place for me kid
Ain't nothing changed, still "Party and Bullshit"
We used to +Fuck R&B Bitches+ and see who rhyme

(Helluva made this beat, baby)

Back and charged up, bitch, we still in shock
Got a fifty-round drum, tryna fit a Glock
On a Out The Slums verse,

ridin' with sticks, I ain't hoppin' in whips
Them bitches not hemi or better
You know it was us when you hear some shots in the city
Preferably 50

They

Screwed Up

Trae

Houston Ain't No Problem

2008

and call it 24s
You sit on 24s and we sip on 24s
Got the Caddy sitting on a pair of Gucci penny-loafs
I get money, fuck wit bitches that give me mo'
Man, you

Your rapper, he's whack
Does he even try?
Can he do what mine do?
Think you should say goodbye.
Get up on the mic like a five on a fifty.
Quickly

Now all these girls around me fine
Girls changed up I'm surrounded by some dimes 
Damn they know ain't know that I can rhyme
16 sneaking off coronas

I've been slidin by myself lately it's fuck a nigga
I told my bronem don't look back jus keep yo foot onna petal
I've been fightin demons that somethin I

mad as hell I fucked her good, now we don't talk a lot
By the time the boys go and get a warrant, it's at another spot
Yeah, this at another house,

I'm back, blowin' up like the World Trade
Throw your hands in the air
While the music plays
Comin' live and direct from Dimension X
Where bitches

it comes to these bitches
Only fuck with the baddest
Who's average?
Y'all must be tweaking
I swear I only be doing this shit on the weekend, tell em

this wheelchair, hell yeah
We can make the pornhub go up
50 shades, put my thumb in her butt

I'm gon make it nasty if you want to
We gon make it nasty

Judge a man by who he pop for
We pushing weight but we are not sore
I made a hunnid thousand dollars yesterday
But this year I want a lot more
I'm fucking

hard, every night
You fuck around and might get attached
And always wanna know where she at
I’m still waking up by myself
Cause the words that I
Say, make

(2wo2imes) fifty, yeah
(Chapo) you know how I'm rocking nigga
On the top floor of the bondo nigga
Yeah, and I'm still serving nigga on gang
Yeah,

A letterman in the rain
We at the club, 100s and
50s I'm makin it rain, sike nah
All of y'all know I'm kiddin'
Like the rubber broke
Gettin money and bitches

Uh, uh
They know 
Know, when you jump in this street shit
It's like you're guilty by association, nigga (right, right, right, right)
Uh, uh, uh,

My niggas by my side and they always down to ride
We dressed in all black like we in an apartheid
Rocking ski mask cause these niggas always scheming

trying to impeach me
Made my head bust no nefertiti
Came back home and caught some Z Zs
Dreamt about hundeds n fifties
Fuck what you on did it yesterday

I got money on my mind, I need to double up
I been sippin' dirty Sprite up
Out the double cup i got two bitches on me
They playing double dutch
Boy

fitted by the tailor
Pour another glass for my fucking haters
They can talk shit Imma still keep it playa

Exotic bitches all different flavors
Rolling in