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gotta keep her by my hip just like that 40
I'm not from New Orleans but lil baby my whoadie
She 5'2 so I can call her my shorty
Ya
And we gone fly over

no way!
Grow a pair and finally go talk to her! I can be your wingman just walk up to her
By God, every night she calling and we're talking about you

Trey Stax
Stick em up Stax
Yea ummm

Can't tell you what I'm finna be
But I'm from Hyde Park ten a key
I mastermind this industry
Now cut the check

by my shoe
Foreign whip
I skurt off with the loot
Foreign bitch
She don't know what to do
Hopped out
In the 212
Mix it up
Show how you do
I'm trynna

up sleep all night
Close my eyes
Like I'm evading
Everybody but my lady
Crazy
How much time they wasting
Faking, breaking
Need to step right back

Three Bottles

Lenny Cooper

Diesel Fuel

just to fill this fact up. Lord, I know I need to stop fore I'm long gone and forgot

But these three damn bottles that I call my friends. When I think

bro
When folks call roll up you
Gon' have to show us
50 for the watch, 50 for the whip
50 for the hitman too
Put a 50 on your head little boy now
I show

24/7

Meek Mill

Championships

2018

me how you want it, how you need it, I don't mind
Need you right here by my side, 'cause out of sight is out of mind
And out of spite you hit

as I remember
That leaving was right

The swelling hasn't moved
Or gone down at all
But I learned not to pressure
You to talk or call
I let the ship sink

Long ride coming down from Seattle
Rain blasting on my windshield
Right hand resting on a Bible
No lie
I've been waiting for you
To call me say

is- (aw)
That's fucked up (that's fucked up, man, that's right)

I'll say like this though
This is a vulnerable time for a lot of these young dudes
You feel me
They don't be taking care of their chicken right
You

wish I knew it sooner
Now I take a lot of meds, some might call me an abuser
But no I can't escape you, no I'll never get away from you
You stay right by

I'm up all night
I lose my appetite every time I see Ford headlights
I cave and call your contact but the voicemail picks it up
And even just 30

Call me your daddy now
I’m your daddy now
Every time I pull up on the scene
Bitches love me when they see me
Because they love me like B.I.G
Pull up in

up you gon' take hits
I ain't immune to them they just miss
Why you ain't succeed well it's simple
You get blown around by the wind
You care too much

making rounds
We up
Boy you know I'm coming for the crown
And we headed to the top ten toes on the ground

Man
I could never been a sucker (right)
Never be

to fall
Landed on my knees though had to crawl
Power to my people thanks to y'all
Omega got no equal on the ball
Started growing up though made the call

got time for no more drama (For no more drama)
But if you wan', you got problems you could run up (You could run up)
Try to fuck me over, thinking it's

a goddamn thing)
To me, it was always get money or die (yeah)
I come up under Birdman, the Number One Stunna, you know what I mean?
I'm Stunna Jr. (Yeah),

Feel Me

Lil Wayne

Tha Carter II

2005

(not a goddamn thing)
To me, it was always get money or die (yeah)
I come up under Birdman, the Number One Stunna, you know what I mean?
I'm Stunna

I Might Be

The Game

Back to the Traphouse

2007

Is you rollin? [x4]
Bitch I might be [x2]

Girl he geeked up
Girl he geeked up
Bitch I might be [x4]

[Verse 1]
East Atlanta slum man is

Uh, I'm cruisin' by ya
Took Banks for granted, got you too used to fire
New provider, cross paths, I'll prolly dropped a few screws beside ya
New

right]
Now that is so right and natural
No other man that I can see
I'm singin in my backgroun
Diggin up a hole for you to make your move
But no longer