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music blastin'
But I just can't quit
Because one of these honies Biggie gots ta creep with
Sleep with, keep the ep a secret, why not
Why blow up my

Bitch Don't Kill My Vibe [Remix]

Jay-Z

Good Kid, M.A.A.D. City

2012

I do is ball
No, I don't 'member you, I don't intend to empty my memory bank
It's a million dollars in it, baby, Hilary Swank
Sittin' next

Detroit City

Tom Jones

The Complete Tom Jones

1993

)
(The ones I left waiting so far behind)

I want to go home, yeah
I want to go home
Oh, how I want to go home (can't you hear me)

I want to go home
Whoa,

baby don't forget that I'm the prize
Say I'm his little baby ain't worried about another guy
And when you hit it baby need you looking in my eyes
But it

There's a party going on (Going on) right here
(Baby, right here, yeah)
I can't wait to get to you (Baby)

We've got all night
You just need

Brooklyn

Mos Def

Black on Both Sides [Clean]

1999

the summertime jam is at
They play Big and get you open like a sandal back
Hotter than candle wax, hustling you can't relax
The crack babies tryna find where

just be running your mouth like you Sonic
That's why I do not be believing them tales
Nigga quit flexing, you feeble, you frail
Give them some pressure,

to the top when i shoulda quit 

Kick through your window cause your doors locked When I dip you got blood all on your Sidewalk And I don't say much but you

I can't leave tonight
Without your name or your IG, something
You know that I
Kinda caught a vibe with you, maybe its something
Baby won't you quit

Let's tell truths
(Yeah)
Say that I'm the man
Ain't a need for no proofs
It's understood I can't fold, can't lose
Can you play the role baby
Gotta

effect 
A field plagued by the intellects 
So win or lose better sharpen your tools 
In case I pass over in a sec
You niggas interfere my shooters in

go and get you one
All the cap and the hate ain't gon' get you none
Where my credit, can't ride the wave
Tryna eat baby I'm what you crave
They ain't

tell me I should give it up, move on
But you know I wont ever stop
Why would I quit if I'm on top
Mazel Tov, baby I like what i see but can you take it

jazz in the mornings then
James Cleveland Commissioned flip'n the tape on to cd
Shotty with pappy man this shit was in me
When I see baby they know they

I Hustle [Remix]

Gar

Certified Muzik

I am not a drug dealer
I'm just playing
How much you trying to spend nigga I'm just saying
In my Aston Martin looking like James Bond
Swear to God

I am not a drug dealer
I'm just playing
How much you trying to spend nigga I'm just saying
In my Aston Martin looking like James Bond
Swear to God

by surprise
Niggas always playing wit my name ain't no rookie to the games
Better quit it boy you know i got that get back
Fast life got a shorty heart

Man just quit, can't even throw a gat damn fit
Counterfeit, that's what y'all are rocking with 
Take a hint you need some peppermint
CDG? rather rock

rock the spot
No, we don't quit
Get ready, oh, this is it

Do you like to dream?
Hey, I like to dream, baby
Do you like to dream?
Ho, I like to dream,

Can’t find the words

Verse-1

Ain’t nothing better than taking you out for dinner and
seeing you smiling, laugh at my jokes and how bad I’m telling

Enter my mind, follow me to the deep end.
Pops, you should have pulled out, Mom should have swallowed me as semen
Let my baby mama tell it, then I

the phone
Baby can you leave me alone
I'm just trying to get up in my zone
In my zone
Alone

I can't even feel
None of the shit you talking bout
Ain't rolling

to sneak'n link baby
I hear the secrets that you keep
I can keep 'em with me, but that pillow talk ain't cheap
Yeah that pussy gon' sell before corn or cotton

(Call me a Florida boy)
My bitch'll pull up in the Chevy, you can't keep up with her
(Call me a Florida boy)
You ain't gon' hit me for no lick, bitch I