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would they call us by our numbers
Queens to my slim we ain't dying outa hunger
Let's do this shit for mamba
Do this to remember
Grow up with it simba
We

fade
But I’m growing mines out like Jay-Z
 So do you want this roc my fella? That’s gone be $80
It’s lookin slim for y’all I'm talking Shady
I know my

by the bell 
He asked y I’m here cus I Hurd she got items to sell
He got mad 1 punch and he fell
Like Lucifer getting sent to hell 
 Slim Jim as Nigga

clocking da doe,
On the set, da block or the road, I’m dropping a Flow, Nas on the mic but yo
It’s like Pac at the Show, Thug Life
Popping at Po’s, She

Blue dress on like whoa
She said that's my favorite song
Miss want a trip to the home
House in the hills from the noise
You stand out but that shit by

I got your man he a keeper
He spending bans he gone delete her
I'm a Lamborghini she a beamer
Every pic killin' shit Grim Reaper

Shake that ass for

some
Yeah we do that spend the night shit we can't turn around

Took 400 grams a scale and a black and mild
Me and Slim Shady in the van on way a town

the cut
She had a slim, waist grey eyes, big But
Nails all done, lashes on fleek
I'll be your patient you can operate On me
Take your time baby this is wine

Aye bruh Ian gone lie to you I heard this shit by Baby Santana and that nigga raw asf
Bruh I had to make my own fucking remix you feel me
So shoutout

I'm ona block with the slimez
I'm in my jam I'm catchin a vibe
Pretty lil blessin she fine
She got the torch I was catchin on fire
I got da steppers

at this old age but I really miss the friendships of the days gone by when you walk to there house and you just say hi, I’m a Rapper the Cracker Rapper.

This Niggas can't catch me am gone
I puff and i pass but I hold for to long
Slim are your chances dont act like you on
Am doing like 3 hundre million

high horse
Got mans mad 'cuz they can't afford him
Rock ripped slim fits on the Jordan's
Blue by the orange, dude out of Portal
From another planet I

on me I'ma hit his ass with this gizmo
Aye I'm a big dog these niggas Stuart Little
These niggas bitches I can tell by their kinfolk
We gone slide the van

hit  the bitch she let me slide in the car She rent
I spark a stick I'm getting a High before a  Niigga blitz
He know I'm coming Bet he Hidding like

mink coat, a slim pretty pink toned princess giving me strip show, 

But, I was a joke, She was lovely, he had money, when he went and got puppy,

grew in a new way

After the fire stopped blazing from the bombing of our island
I wonder if my Nana started smiling
Did she feel liberated by the end

Tryna get my stash long
If that's wrong then what's this?
Tryna get these packs gone
These packs gone, re-up again
Best take your hats off
Trap gods,

catch you slipping, 
My niggas is very persistent and ferocious, 
My bitches too,
One might be your hostess, 
Get you poked quick,
By someone you close

Closet friend is your sig
No pot to piss,
Chances is slim as your pockets is,
Getting out alive without popping lids
Shorty pregnant she said I'm

Oochie Wally

Bravehearts

Lovin It, Vol. 2

2003

times without even tryin
I'll beat that pussy up there's no denyin
Hit her where she doodie at, make that booty fat
Little cutie rat, walking by with

Oochie Wally

QB Finest

Westwood Presents, Vol. 2

2001

times without even tryin
I'll beat that pussy up there's no denyin
Hit her where she doodie at, make that booty fat
Little cutie rat, walking by with

Oochie Wally

Braveheart's

Lovin' It 2

2001

a bitch face more than her waist for real
And ain't no pussy like new pussy thats how a nigga feel
Bust three times throw her the peace sign
She sleep

that gyal on the line?
What's that shine on your wrist?
Manaman ain't got time
Get a brick at six
Fuck around, have it gone by nine
That batty move