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do a whole album
Called "A Holly Dolly Christmas"
So I did

Have a holly, jolly Christmas
And in case you didn't hear
Oh, by golly, have a holly

Ha ha ha… hey man fuck
All y'all… fuck all y'all

Money gone fuck friends
I need a homie that know me
When all these motherfuckin' cops be on me
I

Jay-Z Talking:

Turn the lights even lower!
Hovah
Memphis Bleek
Beanie Seigels (uh huh)
Roc-a-fella y'all (yeah yeah)
DMX: Jigga, my nigga, rhyme all

hope to do by signing you (Why)
Ba lyrics ba sense ba concept
Wetin you get nonsense
You even talk say fakers dey out there
Out where shey where you

for any mood
Now Rasky how you take get deal pass me
I no know wetin Kenny’s dem hope to do by signing you (Why)
Ba lyrics ba sense ba concept
Wetin you

anger and spite

I thought you knew I knew 'bout
Why I want to die and say goodbye
I wanted you to know
I thought you knew but why and by and why

Fine

is time to get down, time to get down y'all
It's easy
Simple like ABC
Finesse like VC from the key
People is time to get down (Time to get down y

Hop back on the scene
Hold up, let me talk my shit
'Cause man, I got to let y'all know
Exactly who you fuckin' with
Kept the real shit for my album

stolen
I know he needs it, cause he's beefing', after he gets 'em, ain't no coming back
I'm coming back better than my last
I got six albums in my bag
He

trace
Louis V right by the waist (yee)
Don’t trip just chill
Shoutout PJ he for real
Don’t gotta record on the phone
Y’all ready know what I’m on
My head

the devil now I'm enslaved by this shit
Hand never sits still how shall I write with the pen
When you made me why did you leave me fucked up in the head

into the deep end
By unpopular demand
But what I been through’s what I wrote through
I cuss, fuss, but courteous as fuck when I approach you
This album's

Yeah nigga Bergman Rose nigga
You already know what the fuck going on man
Outro to the motherfuking young rose album
Nigga I appreciate you for

(Dope) 
Witchcraft I do voodoo (Voodoo)
Don't have to lie to me (You don't)  
It's only gone cost you (Cost you)
I can find out the truth (Truth) 
By

hard these days, boy
Ooh
I be going so hard these days, boy
This ain't even on the album, boy
I be giving y'all free music, boy
These are album

Oh nah nah
Whole clique here with the "Ra-Ra"
You ain't with the smoke or the zaza
Laughin' in his face like "Ha, ha"

Aye, man, y'all know what

they won't 

stop it

Though it's just my dad's mum and la mama de la mama'

Played your mum my album and she's like "T come on
 
by!"

And I'll come

Why ain't you just tell me you was lonely?
You know you ain't gotta be by yourself
I know it's getting hard, but this a lesson
You're never gonna

time
Not gonna lie must folks never stay for the ride
Why live a lie work hard game times over in five
No need for nines trust god when in need of a sign

that's
There's a lot of percussion
There was yeah
Lots of things getting hit by other things
A notch down
Ctrl+A
Kay, now we're ready
Ctrl+C
We literally

tell?
Whole team turning 30 like that album by Adele
Its 90Sitcom like fresh prince or saved by the bell
Them streams don't count if you just playing em

non-talent motherfuckers are stealing my spotlight in a dumb way
This is no game, this ain't JB, this a straight shoot
I knew by the end of this album, I

my thing cause I don't give a shit
How you niggas wanna swing

You can get touched
Cause none wanna mess with us
I call your bluff
Cause y'all just be

fraud
Still can't believe they stretched my dog
Still can't believe my
Life lookin' make-believe
Knew how to make some cheese
'fore I knew my ABCs
Brodie