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Foxx

Survival of the Fittest

2007

Ent Young Savage

Give Me A Lil Space So I Can Really Lose My Mind
Put Some Flakes Up In That Candy So That Bitch Can Really Shine
Ain't No Ice Up

spot
Make you hot
What you got?
Bring it back
Gimme top
Girl don’t stop
You can sit up on my lap
You can sit up on my face
Shawty grab her by the waist

ass quick for dinner
The winner get meet my masta and I don't hafta beat
the bastard that spit it the fastest
Mr. NASA ASAP gimme my cash is Mohammed

gay as fuck, they ridin' dick, they bunch of fairy's
I'm posted up with Rambo on the block, yeah we on Cherry
I rock out with my glock out, yeah they

Mr. Clean yeah, I stay Mr. Clean yeah
I don't miss the beat yeah
I still flip them beans yeah
I came with the beam yeah
I came whippin' Beamer

See my

Welcome to the kings land I don't really gives no fucks now
Bro bro we are at the top man trust let's get that bread fam
Welcome to the kings land I

Cause life to short, Don’t do the most
I’ll be right by yo doorstep to make it up
You gotta Rose
We can be a lil public I like it private
F*ck a post
Ima

gotta eater bitch she lick it up
The lil bitch ick as fuck
I gotta glizzy wit da beam and stuff
I swear it's sick as fuck
Don't run up, gon make me shoot

hate when a motherfucking bitch try to rush me
Fuck the lil rascals nigga we the lil munchkins

Yeah feeling on her body, had to give her ass a pat down

walk
I'm like damn what the fuck how i miss the way she talk?
I can't give out no more love for now on it's in a vault
I been getting hella high i put

(Uh-huh, YEAH!)
N*gga keep talking we take off his head
Don't want to talk unless about bread
I don't f*ck with cops, I don't f*ck with feds
Just

Hmm, run it up 
I don't give a fuc if that lil hoe is tryna fuc
Get them ends get them ends 
You know how it go 
This the songs that's gonna make her

I don't give a fuck bout what you sayin' lil bitch
If it's up, then it's stuck, I ain't playin' lil bitch
I'ma grab on her buns, stuff the meat lil

some more
So I'm bout to hit Neiman's
And I pulled up with my demons
Gelo and Jayden we creeping
I need the money I don't give a fuck about these bitches

but I wish you well

You been moving like Gary snail
I been moving like Mr. Krabs
Mo money that's a bigger bag
We ain't talking if you finish last,

fighting with no bitch now 
They saying they love you 
You know that they cappin 
Like baby girl what is yo vibe now 
I don’t give a fuck 
Cause bitch you

Late Night Creepin

Bun B

Trill

2005

on the one time peepin'
We don't give a fuck we just late night creepin'

In the late night
That's w, that's w, 
That's when real G's see come out

clout
Usually i stack money tonight i might just give it out
Normally i don't give head tonight i might just eat her out
She gettin all my pennies cuz

This is not a tux but it's still a clean fit
Diamonds like a tub or a sink on my neck
I don't give a fuck if you said it's your bitch
Still gon' hit

How the fuck am I supposed to remember your
Face? I'm flying from city to city
Had a lil' bitch, booty was bigger than hell
But her titties was

money in da hood I'm gettin money wit u too, or fuck u
I might get shady n' send them soldiers to buck u
Cuz I don't trust u, u thinkin can't nobody touch

how I react
Don't fuck with me nigga you might get whacked
Be careful my nigga cuz I go tit for tat
You cross me lil boy ima get my lick back
I stay

get it
Lil kd da truth give a fuck how you feelin
She think imma save her but imma villain
My pockets went major feel like a million
We don't gotta

wanted king size, I give her this nigga
Let her hit the weed then down that liquor
Roll 'em like bats when I smoke that Swisher

Yeah, we can set it