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start with couple zeros, 
All hail Mr. Lyrical, 
Swag so demolishing they kinda think am demonical 
(Like I even care though) 
Am tryna get my songs deep

miss her
Booty so big I'm loving her figure
Bro got that yeah it bang like a missile
Im married to money my paper my mrs
Paper route coming i need me

got I'ma sleep on a bunk
Her buddy want lil' pockets fatter than clump
He gon' kill by the ho man that nigga a chump I ain't chasin' no ho I can't go

because I ain't never been scared
When Lil Percocet slide, he don't want nothing but your head
I ain't never ran from a nigga

Sometimes I forget I got lead

on everything like a bitch, but-
Yeah

I'm shooting shots like I'm Curry, lil nigga, swear I been wet
You sleeping with your brother, bitch, to me, that looks

[uh-huh] (uh-huh)
I'll be gone by daylight [Doubt that] (What?)
And you'll be so full of sorrow [Yeah right]
You'll go tell all your friends [That's right]

Oh you Jasmine
Long hair pretty eyes big booty
You big fine just juicy
Oh you Jasmine
By the end of the night I'm gonna know what you like
I can show

and get to spraying
Never single out mrs she ain't playing
I'll be single by the day end if you need me I'll be staying at the day inn
I been staying out

Back in the day we played hopscotch
Gambling money surrounded by bitches and honeys I'm pimpin like Travis Scott
This is the Asian lifestyle
Gimmie

thinking they my homies 
If I never looked up that’s cuz homie you below me

I lay low always hanging by myself though 
Why the fuck would I need somebody

(Steve Zidane)
(Renwy got the the fuckin' sauce, boy)
Yeah
Ayy
Ayy, ayy

I just put this lil' bad bitch in time-out (whew, whew)
I press

Playa 4 Life

Lil' Flip

I Need Mine

2007

life
You need a baller, I'm a baller your type
You need a playa, that's what I is fo' life

[Lil' Flip]
24's on the coupe when I roll by, four guns on my

Yeah
First things first
Tell them lil n****s
To catch me
I’m in front
All you see is the back seat
I got the boys from the backstreet
She mad and she

Pimp Council

Too Short

Golden Grain

2002

around the corner", and popped her li'l punt

Apartment 5701, told her I was eatin' right now
Be over there when I get done, got there, knocked on the door

Yeah chasing
Chasing that bag, chasing that bag chasing
Whoo aye
Lil' fish

Woke up this morning I had a ménage
Loaded the foreigns I packed

Flow
I got by the name of Orri Wit Da 40
Straight Florida shit
Yung Lil, 215 stand up
I like doing this shit right here, this is the Outro
Uh huh, yeah,

Come, Go, See, Know

Bizzy Bone

The Midwest Cowboy

Now let me sit back, relax and let these rhythms teach you the facts
As I massage yo' feet - you need somethin to eat? (woo)
It's Mr. Loverboy, with

a fuck how you get it
Throw up da M, cause I'm coming from Memphis (Yea, yea)
We'll leave da boy missing
NFL by the way that we blitzing
Knock them off if

I'm associated with Some heavy hitters
Do a nigga down bad for da birds he tasting bitter
I'm a type of nigga well respected and he go by Mr.
type

Testify

Talib Kweli

Time Is Money

2006

{"Testify!"} 

[Styles P:] 
Time I testify, listen 
Why Malcolm get killed by the N.O.I.? 
I'm yellow but I'm dark for real 
And why nobody flip when

Soldier

Royce da 5'9"

Street Hop

2009

order
Filthy hit recorder, wipe or Ricky mixed with Ricky Porter
Butchie Jones mixed with Mr. Combs with the Tookie aura
I'm a muh'fucker, no really I

clean you up leave you disease lil nigga
Put you on ice mr freeze lil nigga
Its that ride or die
Caught him by surprise
Milli in my eyes
Knock him off his

ya
I just wanna be  next to ya
Holding you tight all thru the night
Wake up in the morning, now im feeling right
A lil naughty, a lil nice
We living in

like me, baby
I might tease, baby
But I see, baby
That I need you right here by me, baby
Not even death can take you from me, baby
I’m gon’ love you even