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house and he jump on your couch,
He must a though he was rick james (b@@@@),
If it aint about money that ish@@@ sounding funny,
Like we talking 2

Mascot heads tearing down the whole torso
Scared to make a jump asking how the course go
Sit the fuck down
I started like a young Jedi tryna make the force

coons dead to me let yo body rot
I don't need a glock
Stick my chest out like Mardi Gras
Dukes up word to pops
Jump squares hop scotch
These cats rather

Yeah, yeah, yeah STK
Any day above ground is another marathon
Even if I no dey hold
Me shadda bɛ fa wo sɛ James Bond
Checki me shoe, watch, specs

the Lord's holy songs

The Old Rugged Cross, Amazing Grace, or In the Sweet By and By
These were the songs he often played, and this was the reason why
I

pound (aye)
On the way to smash yo girl you know I'm gon pound (hey)
Cuz we got the juice
Cuz we got the juice

Gone and roll it by the pound
Boy I need

years later apple still is affecting the youth
Lying in the sand gon jump in the water of truth
(I know)
Million dollar dream not a dollar to spare
Living

got this b**** on smash
Got to love the risk
Shot my shot ooo its cash
Boy I'm dangerous
Like James Brown mixed Michael Jackson
Ooo he bad one
The cost

Just cuz you're sliding by don't mean that you're safe
I made the choice to eat the beef on my plate
For some peace of mind tell ya it was no piece

It's a celebration bitches 
I ain't rick James 
Rest in peace to big pun 
Kus they made a lane 
Just so they could say
Anything we fuckin wanted 
Music

Double stack my cup
Lemmie sip on the Siders
Chill wid the drugger dealers
And the swipers
Gyal skin tight my
Tap bro
It’s a crisis
3 o’clock
Don’t

I do

I went to the bar last night
i was hopin’ ta have a a ball
Every body tap tappin’ away
there wasn’t no gettin down at all 
Lets jump past

THE FUCKS GOOD!?
 
Supply and demand only the best filth
Clients want quality Cambodian breast milk 
I'm the Mufuckin' man blown by these fresh milfs 
While

Wise up, it's a brand new day
Base jump from Nakatomi, yippee kai yay
I've been walking on broken glass
You're the ghost, of Benedict Arnold with

find out what i mean
All good because im still doing my thing
Another day goes by baby whats next
King kong when you jump on for more sex
Real talk, let

I was chosen
Gotta show the haters
What I am made of
My teammate Ballin out
He said you better run
Chase that shot
Block it like James
Jump so high

Run fast or jump high
That gun blast. And one die
Its like a movie stuck on repeat Everyday a blood bath
Gunned down and we cry and get Mad
That's every

Faces of Death

Spice 1

1990-Sick

1995

Ay bwoy, ay, this is this is 

187, the 187, the (chill man) 187 
The 187, the 187, the 187 (187) 
The 187, the 187, the bloaw! 
(jump up in

Rick James, T. Marie, my "Fire and Desire"
When I used to go by SQUiRE
You was still my rider
When I had no tires
My love for you girl could never expire

dutch (na na na na na na)

By booty bounce like Beyoncé
Get up, get down like James Brown
Let's try to do what the song says
Same us new sound

SOD

'm jumpin' over obstaclesbelieve
that you'll be dead before you reach the hospital
i burn like the sunshine your ass is mine
if words would kill you be dead by

cause I can you do it cuz you have to
Lookin at me like I'm gon fail got some bad news
Good news tightened tha screws loose
Bars by the beaucoup like who

an interest
Artist avoiding collabs, they know they can't benefit
Don't take a genius I been a threat

You Better compare me to Bryson and James
We owning

I was just gonna do it once
One day turns to two into a week
Until I'm locked inside my house and I've turned into a freak
Jump around my living