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take credit for it? (Huh?)
All my niggas choppa gang, but different sets like Teletubbies (yeah)
Nothin' but convicts in this studio, I'm with my felon

Yeah these bitches keep dripping
Chilling in the back
Cracking bottles stay sipping
Always ready come through
4 4s steady tippin
Money on my mind
Bitch I

Mmmmm this that rari shh
Yeah
This that rari shhh
Ay
I think they forgot about me
Man they forgot about me
I think they forgot about me
Damn they

yeah yeah
I could remember those Paris nights
I know I couldn't sleep at night
Was an angel in the day and a demon in the night
Didn't know if you were

callin' me dirk
Come from the trenches 
They doing the dirt
Pop me this tab imma fly
I might just go to Dubai 
Whole gang by my side

Never felt like this

Ayy Ladies

Travis Porter

Ayy Ladies

2012

a shorty wassup, told her I'm tryna cut
And then I slapped her dead on the butt

OK now ladies (Yeah)
If you know you bad (Yeah)
Don't need no man, got yo

in 4k resolution
High quality they love my execution
My shit too gas I'm worried for the pollution
And I know your shocked like its electrocution
Four

pockets turned blue
When I fuck it up, back it up, throw it back
Gang signs you knew
Damn
And she broke my heart with who
Yeah I'm fighting all my demons
In

it is, get put in that jam you niggas bet not sing sing
Try to go with yo move
I move by my lonely I'm bussing the blick on gang
But back

get this shit together, yeah, money to gain
And I don't need no niggas round, baby, you is my gang
Tell me, do you need me? Can you believe me? Would

got the good good
You should come by and taste my kuku
Yeah aay
Way you whine burst a man brain
You're a teaser and I kinda like it
And I never thought

yeah you got it
Join In
I bet you love it when you
Join In
Six, five, four, three, two, one
Join In
Six, five, four, three, two, one
Join In

4*0*9 what I ride for ride for 
my niggas gonna slide if I say so say so 
you know I’m a man hoe man hoe 
i’m trying to make it out of the Bando
yeah yeah

Chorus:

Ok baby you got it 
I might put you in some Prada 
Whatever you want, it’s not a problem 
I might empty out my wallet 
Cause baby your loves

succeed in what you fail at (yeah, yeah)
I done made it out that storm and they a vouch where hell at
Shhh, they be posted at the same spot where yo mans

brutality no we rebel

For tha people, I'm standing for tha people
Coz I'm black, yeah, I'm a black man
For my people, I'm standing for my people
Coz I

the love door, bitch I'm in my zone
She don't even see but I don't need my phone
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I be ignoring your calls and texts I don't give a shit

'm talking Dior
Don't want no hellcat I want me a Porsche
Say peace to you whores take off I'm in sport

My family starting to see me less and less
Love them

the pain over all these drugs in me I can't detox
It's like it's game over , every time I love can't level up

Yeah
.4-.45 can't back down
Carry that bitch

)
(Hah)
(What the fuck these niggas)
(Yeah)
(Hah)
I am my own gang, I don't ride around with a set
Bitch, I got up to that point where I only care about

got 'em mad (blrrrd)

Yeah, yeah, man, I ain't been feelin' like myself (no)
I'm lethal behind this Glizzy, it been with me every step (every step,

I'm a star you can hear it in my voice
If you can't spend a bag with the gang what's the point?
I been had the plan been the man making noise
Ain't no

Empangeni boys O-3-5 gang, sho!
Passport full that’s a big stamp, igcwele, igcwele
I can take you there, I bet you’d love that, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Need

Man Hol up
Man hol up
Man hol up
Man hol up
Man hol up
Uh, Man hol up
Man hol up
Man Hol up
Man hol up
Man hol up
Man hol up
Yeah, C4
Man hol up
Mr C4