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I.O.U.

Jimmy Dean

20 Great Story Songs

1999

usually find a little 'ol piece of dog-eared poetry. 
I was cleaning out my wallet the other day and ran across a whole bunch of I.O.U's, some of 'em

I start the evolution
Eeveelution on here with our own constitution
No confusion when we got many types
All hypes, with me on the switch, I'm very

this bitch throwing M's all up you section
And im still that dude but my name aint Devin
Aye what I tell em
Boy I got this shit like KRIT
Hold up
Just

G Season

T.I.

Hustle Music, Vol. 18

ask about me homie I suggest you tell 'em this

I'm sucka duckin', I'm sucka free
You ain't a G, Don't fuck with me
You sucka niggas out of style G

step for free
Say I been thuggin on my own, ain't no nigga checkin me
Fuck boy, don't head blown, thinkin you can't fuck wit me
Still got the heart

Hold Up

Bun B

Lyricist Lounge: Dirty States of America

2004

Weigh in the middle
And I'm steady buying property
I got land to catch me you hit the lottery
Niggas so stop playing
Boy I ride what I want to and ye

And you know i love it
Big money
Detroit we got them bosses out here workin
Just show me what it's hittin like
I'm coping thats for certain
Give em some but

bullied by his boss 
And he tells me a lot that he just wants to quit his job 
He don't know how to do it though
So I sat down with him, kicked some facts

Mann! 50! JR! B-day boy!

Man I feel like money! (man I feel like money!)
They're attracted to me! (oh, yeah?)
They come around like honey! (they

blessing you nigga
30 rounds nothing leas on me nigga
Smith and Wesson is the recipe nigga
The boy think I'm gonna send em to God
666 so my bullets good luck

they only gon love you at the most
When your time is up
Keep ya peace cause believe me, it still ain't easy to find some
Still smile even tho I got my

lot of ass Let me pinch it
Watch I pull up with some of my gang bangers
You know my bro with the shit
My bro’s with the shit If I tell him he got it
I

Hit em broad day I don't need no mask
I heard your song but it was trash
That boy is going outside
I got his hoe and he mad
She fucked me good this shit

I break em off
Good Lord

My little brotha got caught with some rocks in his pocket
My nigga from the ghetto had no counsel to fight it
Probation,

with the homies, oh me
Cuz I don’t have time to kick it, I’d rather play goalie
Basquiat bangers on both knees, tell em to go see
My beard has wisdom,

me, get me
Don't dis me, don't trick me
I got some friends, can they come too
Can you hook ‘em up wit' some boyz like you
A hot boy, a rock boy

A top

let's go stack up some chips
Go for a hike to the Hollywood sign
Hit a hotel where you tell me you're mine 
Go out for sushi, astrology signs
One of my

One on One

281 Boyz

Chopped and Screwed 2003

2002

This your boy Lil' Jon
I'm here to tell you
With another one
Here we go, here we go
Well, I got DJ Smurf, D-Roc and Kaine
Here to tell you this

shocked cuz I’m not playing games with ‘em
But now that the cards in a nigga favor
It got your queen tryna lay with him
Tryna blow me like some dice
But I

I Dare You [Amended Version]

Black Rob

Life Story [Clean]

1999

Black
This is Bad Boy, I put it where it 'posed to be at
Lemme know where to put your rosary at
My enemies, I let 'em get a load of me gat
Fine, you

to play wit
Now own ya debts
Boy ya better pay me
Hit the ground running all for the paper chase
More money to make
Putting em down wont hesitate
If coming

I cry
I'll make amends in Gods revenge
My savior lifts me high
Pushed by God pulled by christ
Speak a word that'll shed some light
Pushed by God

'cross the planet
I'm guessin' that's how God works, no way we could've planned it, no
Mama, look at me now
Your baby boy is more than just a problem

reach a milli
Got motorcycle patches on my jean jacket boy this is high fashion
Designer me down from my head to my feet
Now slow down, I gotta show em