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up for a long time, I done put some time in
I never have no understanding when it come to my friends
And they wonder why they don't see me 'cause I'm

on your chakras, you on the right trail
Come sip that Ciroc with us, no facade
I talk to myself, word to God
Put your hands together, no applause
Fuck

Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?

I'm  servin' these hoes
I'm servin' these hoes i  boom by my home
My trap in my phone i'm servin' these hoes

to step when I'm hearing that it's beef
I live my life by it, so I'll probably die by the gun

Caught him taking out the trash, I up my pole and I dump

in glory
When He comes down from His home in the sky (I can't stand it)
Then we shall meet Him in that bright mansion
We'll understand it by and by

But even when I got locked up I never told 
And now we grown
Loyalty is hard to come by that's why I fuck one time
I always keep my gun high 
And never

the packs by the day though
Only concubines don't do no main hoes
In the club Shordy getting playful
Told her wait till we get home you'll get a mouthful
I

and blowjobing like robyn, the ripper ripping
and slipping tongue tiping a zipping,my zipper slapin and jabbing
come nabbing and having a cross straight up I didnt

baby what made you fall in love?[00:37.22]When she get on her knees I start to fall for her[00:39.29]She know I come from the street, I need a lot

What do you wanna do
This is the
Third party in a row
You ain't come home
Trying to call you
So pick up the phone
I ain't doing this
You at a party

to you that if the only way I could survive was by mating with egg-eating rats
Then I would choose not to survive
But we will survive
We will increase both

God for all of the memories
And the updates your Mom's send me on the daily
And even though we ain't together no moe 
When it comes to the both of you

Matty Groves

Fiddler's Green

On and On

1997

you tonight 
By the rings on your fingers I can see 
That you are my master's wife." 

And what if I am Lord Arnold's wife 
For he is not at home

We're killing time by killing minds 
Looking for a rush we'll never find
I come back home, you're getting high
And that's fine, but you're not kind

wha you did regrettin that shi we prolly ain't neva gone make up
Big worm when it come to my money and Smokey it's time for u to pay up
Fuck nba live

down to two
I can feel your vibe, your warmth is by my side
Passionately waiting on you
To come alive, let's relive the night
When the lights came down

worry about them cause you got me on lock
Put away the key, let's walk around the block
When we get home, make me sing and don't stop, don't stop
Falling

to first base
I didn't even catch her name
Cause when the home team scored
She winked at me
Which means I'm still in the game
A buddy of mine was standin'

like silk, and your face like glass,
Who could they get to carry you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes

come on nigga get me 
I've been balling since you niggas is crawling 
West side suicide fucking with my who ride
Call the medic fuck your set anyone can

you've built when it's your turn
The truth
Will declare if Jesus Christ is the one you love
God help us out here
We're going through it
Dancing by the pale

come and find me
Baby come find me
Fall for you when you unwind
No fighting you 

Moving that body 
Anytime you want it 
Baby come find me
You know where

Tommy, Tommy 

Now Tommy was a pensioner, an O.A.P.
He’d fought in both wars, for you and me
Lived in the city, in a cold damp home
He lived the last

nostrils 

The way the sun is setting, perhaps that ass  is meaner
Come inside where you reside at your side because your grass is greener 
When you nestle