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Baby I ain’t Mr Right but I’ll show you what he’s like
Oh yeah now
Hit the lights and lock the door 
These the kinda nights that always leave you feelin

Doin' drugs but I don't turn up no more
Getting high to get by
Oh
I don't turn up no more
No
Drinking heals my soul
So
I don't turn up no more
Getting

got her addy lil bitch imma pull up and drift
Fuck on that bad bitch i switched
I gave her dick and that is my gift
Counting my money but im not rich
Oh

fucken on ur boo
PEECH and lil snooz
Shawty whats the move
Yeah im coming for some ass
Drop it down take it to the room
I don’t really give a damn what we

DJ Girl

Katalina

Thump Records Presents Dance Party - New Hot Hits for the Dance Floor

2011

value your stupid little job 
You better get outta my way 
'Cause I'm with the DJ 
What? 
Oh my God, I'm so sure 
Like in a million years 
You are

Christmas Time Again

Steven Curtis Chapman

Joy

2012

And Mr. Cole is singing his Chestnut Song
While we decorate the Christmas tree
And I’m still dreaming that a snowy white Christmas
Just might make it

Seven grams, fourteen blunts, I might push a lil mo out, nigga can't een stunt
Oh you think you ain't gone know bout it, these ain't Runtz
We at goal

두려운 자들 So edgy

Oh i'm so sorry ms. i'm so smart can't deal with your bullshit
그동안 고통받던 자들의 침묵을 무시
이뿐만이 아니야 문제는 너무나 많지
Who do we fight with? who do

(Oh yea yeaaa)
But I'll be safe I swear to god mama
(Oh yea yeaaa)
I'll do 25 to life for mama
(Oh yea yeaaa)
Who want it because we wit the drama
(Oh

a key
Yeah that shit looking fye we need 13 at least
I just popped a blue 30 Lil bro imma geek (phew)
And you know I hit the site with them pieces (I did)

Empathize and strategize, so I thrive with my niggas
God don't want me to die, I'm still alive with my niggas
You told lies and still cry over bitches oh what

Multifaceted Representation of God
Manifest in one soul
That's who we are
Oh no no no 
But that's not what happened
Do you want to hear 
How her story goes

killed,
I am the god with the quill,
Uh oops oh no I did it again,
What I meant is I am a god with the pen,
All the time I have spent writing this,
You

know too
You really a clown mrs.boodafool
You was his girl i aint have a clue
He was yo nigga acting big single
Text yo nigga, yall can leave me out
It

You are Able
You are Able
And by Your Word I stand and I testify
You are Able
How many of you believe that

That God is Able
Our God is Able
By Your

on his holster leave a nigga shirt holey
Then right up to God
Mr. Spin them all in a different car
Tryna get it finished up we spinnin' tryna end

table, then get to the feast
Oh no, she might not be the one but she right freak
She even got my name tatted on her right cheek, oh

God might judge

Laying down
Playing dead
From the bay
Cal-i-forn-i-a
What you gonna say
Can't relate
Every single day I fucking rip it up every way
Like oh my God what you

Still screaming free GG
I bet broski fill you up
Don't play wit DP
Sipping drugs out double cup
It got me geeked b
They say lil bro you hot
But you ain't

Oh my God, what happened to Bream

Almost got put into a Russian cream Everyone know that I'm droppin' a four
And I'm smokin' that boy, they got put

fix a bitch, I'm not
Plies, got shot by me? Boy, that was not I's
(O oh)
The way my watch buzz, I don't gots time
(Ooh-woo)
Good thing 'bout it, but

friends see you in ten, get dressed and grab your shades
And by the end of the night we always invite Mr. Jack and Mrs. Mary Jane

We just wanna feel that

Stan

Dido

The Marshall Mathers LP

2000

it'd all be grey
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad

Dear Mr. I'm Too Good To Call Or Write My Fans

it'd all be grey
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad

Dear Mr. I'm Too Good To Call Or Write My Fans