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cans
I got your bitch up in my Rover man
I never kiss her, I never hold her hand
In fact I diss her I'm a bolder man
I'mma pimp her, it's over man

Lawn Mower Man

Mad Child

Lawn Mower Man

Yeah
Lola, Jekyll
Yo

I'm screaming out for help
Nobody's helping me
Fly like I'm a falcon
On a balcony in Calgary
Everything I touch I turn to gold

of bolts, like Microsoft edge 
You motherfuckers should know, I am not dead, not yet.


(Nothing here lmfao)


I'm the guy that everyone's sleeping on.
Now

the breeze

You'll see I'm a phony and I'm gonna let you down
I'm a one trick pony in a one horse town
I'm just a one trick pony in a one horse town

I got me

mind playing tricks on me I think my mind playing tricks on me
My mind playing tricks on me pulling circles pulling flips on

I'm infatuated
By the game

did trust your detractors
But I'm losing my love for your allies
They'll keep posting your praise like a praxis
Till they catch you in bed with the bad

Scholarship

Juicy J

Stay Trippy

2013

Becky while I'm rolling up
Send my watch back to my jeweler, it ain't cold enough
Just a bunch of bad college chicks in the W with no clothes on
Trippy

One Way or Another [Remastered 2001]

Blondie

Sedated in the Eighties, Vol. 6

2002

ya
I'm gonna trick ya, I'll trick ya
One way or another, I'm gonna lose ya
I'm gonna trick ya, trick ya, trick ya, trick ya
One way or another, I'm

been Hiding, you can't find me
I told them all that I'm going in front of the line
I swear I remember the times that I would be waiting for mine
But Ima

One Way or Another

Blondie

The Platinum Collection

1994

ya
I'm gonna trick ya, I'll trick ya
One way or another, I'm gonna lose ya
I'm gonna trick ya, trick ya, trick ya, trick ya
One way or another, I'm

Laying in the grass
Blinded by the sun
With your head resting on my thigh
Tracing circles with your thumb
On my arm
Where your drawings are
You grab

Like duty calls, I drag my balls across the dotted line
He's lightning in a bottle shop followed by a falling sky
It's no one's fault but mine you can't

ya
I'm gonna trick ya, I'll trick ya
One way or another, I'm gonna lose ya
I'm gonna trick ya, trick ya, trick ya, trick ya
One way or another, I'm

couldn't sleep
We thought we'd better practice so we smoked some weed
And drank a whole case of Old Milwaukee
By then I'm not going to lie it was way past

Back Against da Wall

Three 6 Mafia

Mystic Stylez

1995

another trick sucka dropped

A quarter after twelve, I'm still cruising down them back streets
On my job a dead body already lies on the passenger seat

the youtube money
Rap-
Greeting me everywhere 
Hoppin on me aint rare
Coz im sweet even in the streets
Coz i got the flair and the nike footwear
Im elite so

They say imitations the sincerest form of flattery, that's flattering
But the way y'all follow me, I'm flabbergasted by your fallacy
Fuckin fake

the house and get nasty
I spit the real game i rode her in my caddy
When she yelled my name
I told her call me daddy
Trick nigga if ya tell me you
A player

trick shit
That PA sticker ain't for the licking
Take my dignity cos I'm lyrically explicit
Do I lie in my lyrics aside from gimmicks?
Well I'm too woke

Living in a dream that I can't wake up
Living in a dream that I can't wake up
Every second flying by I notice I'm no longer the one
But it aint no trick
It

You on solid ground I’m on solid air
Catch my flying by myself call it solitaire
With my girl too To give the world to
It’s in the palm of my hand

It Might Sound Crazy

Daz Dillinger

Retaliation, Revenge and Get Back

1998

won't let go. 

I know a trick-ass nigga might think it's scary: 

Will it come back on 'I'm if he gets married. 

I don't give a fuck about bitches in

Yeaah Yeaah Yeaah

I might link my ting in brampton
7am in the morning, she's calling I'm yawnin
She's Jarrin No stallin

To my Spanish ting in

I grew up on my own, couldn’t even tie my shoes,
But now, i’m grown now,
I don’t follow rules, i don’t live by a book,
Lil bitch i’m up now, ride