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started to moan
No Gage and Colby to sit by my throne
Only some girl that I don't even know
Man I know that this trip is gonna blow
Man that's fo sho
I

Ooh Nuthin'

Project Pat

Mista Don't Play: Everythangs Workin [Clean]

2001

that cha did already
Wit some nice butter rolls voodoo spaghetti
Already got me hypnotized under a spell
Walkin by lookin at da whale on dat tale
Can't

kò rin
Dizzie black boi here, mò tun dé noni
I don't play drums
But I make noise
My swag is so bad money come in income
See that girl with the red wine

I Wanna Be Free

Lil' Sin

My Secret

even close/ just pay me what you owe me slowly 'fo' we butter yo' toast/ we chilly most some classical 'ol school rock ballers/ twenty somethin' year old

gotta fear 
Their glares 
No mo
Walk with my
Head high 
Thats fo sho

to ignore


It don't matter where you go

Or who that is you know

You're gonna see the Son

cnd this I know fo' sho'

Now who you think you is

For thinking

bitter how you treat us
Oh no... you can't come inside
No mo'... to that snake shit say goodbye
Fo sho... I'm home
Blowing smoke in the city of the snow,

it no mo'
My soul glow fo' sho', word to Eric LaSalle
From that rugged city of Hartford and still wearing a smile

You devils ain't tearing me down I

fo'sho
It's that a sound of the beat
I'm gon' do my thing
I gotta do it again
This choppa gon' leave me goddamn
I keep it goin I don't see a dead end
I

That's fo sho nigga
Coach said I was short nigga
Started flippin these flows niggas
Can't even fuck with these hoe niggas
In the back of the back
Smokin

of fake love
I've been shown before
When everything was good
Yea they was there
Fo sho/

But when shit hit the fan
I couldn't find um to ride/
Keep an eye

ride full Sean Paul get busy 

Yo forget these problems
And baby role with me
If ya need some sugar 
I'll be ya PIMP
Just keep it fly girl 
And stay

schemes
Just finished reading some knowledge a book with thick reams
Gave me the light like Sean Paul sing
First you get the money, then you get the power

Notorious
Busta Rhymes, pass the Courvoisier
Gimme the kush, gimme the light, so I can spark the J
Like Sean Paul the temperature gon' rise today
Burning

I'm Back

Slim Thug

The Boss of All Bosses

2009

true for hits no, fuck it
I'ma gone keep it one-hundred fo the public (that's right)
I dropped all ready platinum but they only sell gold
And niggas

scout I do not tie knot's
I do it like Sean 
Ball like chris Paul 
Sing to the bitches 
Like king of the fall 

Big booty bitch bring a migo
To the wall

gon catch a Uber tonight
No lie Sean Paul
Got goons on call
No draws free ball
Out west yee haw
Bitch ride me
Up and down seesaw
I saw she called
But

gon orgasm
I got her spazzing with no hands, I'm a magician
Playing tricks with all that pussy, oops, lil bitch I'm a vagician
Shoutout Big Sean, from

together to own Spring
Nectar in these flowers so
They think that they can buzz in any hour
I don't think that they know me (fo sho, 'Bee)
Policing my

soldiers to go?
Everybody gotta die fo' sho' we been
Struggling too long for you bitches to front
We been
Hustling too long for us not to come up
Gotta be

and strippin
Fo sho
Touring cities
And sellin' out shows
My albums are sold
I deserve to be seen
In these cars that I own

When I drive by
On the sideline
Keep

I Need a Hot Girl

The Hot Boys

Cash Money Records Platinum Hits, Vol. 1

2002

for her nigga 
Lemme come thorugh, hit the stash, and walk up by the nigga 
I can't see no other bitch for the B.G. 
But a hot girl fo sho call her

Brownsville II Long Beach

Heltah Skeltah

Magnum Force

1998

global  fucking domination in this rap shit 

Word is Bon Jovi

Yo, whattup, yo.. you know how me and Ruck go 
Worldwide Boot Camp with smoke by

Thugz Cry

Bizzy Bone

Heaven'z Movie

1998

really never died
You crucified mutual suicide, who am I?
Local with vocals going coast to coast
Heaven'll move me right fo sho
Deception weather my