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soaked

Kissin' on ya neck
Lips and tongue
On your breasts
Move a lil lower
Along ya flesh
By da chastity belt
You know what's next
Grind on my face
Taste

genius
This that by the river demon
No she ain't the navy
But she eat the seman
From back shawty shake she anemic
When we finish shawty
Like she dont need

on the ice
I used to spit drunken frees acting nice
Back of the school we were getting in fights
Fire in me
Aries baby on the rise okay
Don't be acting all

out she a cheater
Run the ball like a cheetah

Rollin' up blunt, getting a lil high
Look at the stars, we gon' vibe
You gon get shot up by five
I don't

time on that
Yeah He was calling to us
Said 'Won't you come on over
You hit the bottom
Won't you drop a lil lower to tha'
Told you we'd be coming right

By the brick they going froze teeth
Pulling up briskly with the gold teeth
Try to fuck the boy you get plucked up with the shots
They gone get

when slashing the stallion 
Paul Revere I rode that stallion, 
With a torch on my hand whippin' fire
I'm the peoples choice one they desire 
New York's

repetitive 
What you getting at me for,
I represent 
So don't make me have to resort,
To my lil mini me 
Who'll swing in like it's wii sports,
If I'm serving

transmission
I step on the gas and I blaze it
Fire at those boys, I hit it, I split it
I'm dripping like bitch it's lil' Baby

the hip and I’ma open fire
This for lil’ Dave, I bet everything on it
This for the gang, I a never change on ya
I’m cold hearted from that shit
Them niggas

hear my song bet they put it on repeat bitch I’m knee deep in the streets 6 Feet get you set up and knocked off by cece this lil bitch blow my socks off

Orange and yellow diamonds on my pinky look like Raichu
Do not lil bro me cause I really do not like you
I hope you brought a vest because I don't plan

Yo
Yo

Intergalactic motherfuckers riding through your streets
Got my homie Dwight cooking up those fire beats
Your girl thinks its tight she might

test
My bars on ron just like Artest
So they O.D when I inject
Gon call the fire d
Epartment I'm hot
Gon call the cops
Cuz I'm servin' the rocks
Call

miss
Take some like
You rolling with Wiz
Geez pants on fire
Like Richard Pryor
Baby you are a rider
I like your atitude
A downtown girl but a lil hood

more about your mama get whatever you wanted
Don't even worry bout your money them lil dollars won't carry you home
You ain't threatened by this whole

on the scale, and started with fo
Pitbulls in the yard, and im feeding them hard 
So they can devour, these niggas thats sour
Paid by the syllable, fuck the hour

I was just runnin' with Foot
I was just runnin' in the field
I was just just runnin' the fence, ooh
Check, by the assist
I was just runnin' the mink

yea
Yea yea
Grew up with the gang
Bunch of renegades
I come from the ghetto
But I ain't living there
Did some phenomena
That boy he a menace
Can tell by

Boss Dog Player
Villain in the field
Little brother is a Slayer
I kill it if I can yuh
Give me your hand now
We taking a trip
Under the moon, fire by

it on you it's a war up in these streets
I keep Nina close cause she gone bust that's my lil freak
Stayed on Prarie Sun but used to post up

walk in line
Preying on weak
Like a stalking lion
Backed by nothin
Like stocks in iron
It's been hell
Brimstone and fire
Needa new leader
That we can

gotta roam Walkin' 'round my dome n' it expands
Easily like foam, bought The Light by Lindsay Duke, plenty of remedies in
My phone, name's Shinedown,

doing it better
I'm not lil uzi but I'm bout my cheddar
I'm changing the wave but not touching the weather
We on the moon
I could never fuck with you