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and monsters
Never could win no Oscar
Never see me with these imposters

We can't be the same
Try keep up but I go too fast in my lane
I'm a god if you ask me

spending bags
And we can't give a fuck about ya'
Up in the cut and I'm choppin' it up

Said she don't give a fuck about love
Or us
Wake up, and that lil

Ayy, nigga play with me, then he gon' meet the reaper
Cash money, boys, if I ain't shit then, I'm my brother's keeper
Bitch, I ain't givin' neck

Ayy, nigga play with me, then he gon' meet the reaper
Cash money, boys, if I ain't shit then, I'm my brother's keeper
Bitch, I ain't givin' neck

Mari so they let me record it
You Fuck with the gang then you getting extorted
I shoot with lil three like a Nigga from Portland
Grew up on the hill

about my brother, but I won’t turn to butter (Slide)
Even when lil’ mama hurts me, I can’t stop how I love her (Fuck)
My emotions bottled up, but doing

shit
Cause I’m a ruthless jit
Don’t fuck with nobody
So try me dawg
And i'ma do you jit
Killers all in ya lobby
Hittas on molly
And brown no Bobby

back if I don't fuck with you like Ricky (fuck 'em)
I can't trust a soul, I keep this stick on me, lil' blicky
I just went and peeled off, GLE, 'cause

All Of These Moves
Why yall hands out expecting hand-out Do I really look like a fool
I'm so rebellious
You can't tell me shit I ain't never played by

a hostess
Leave that bun sticky
We can't split no meal
If you aint down to split no crumbs with me
I aint even say nothing
Shorty say that she in love with me

loving my chakra
Ring on her feet, on the dash, but look proper
Fenty on body, with attitude
I like her
She like that I'm nasty
Uh
Fuck anywhere in

I don't give a damn (Nah)
Fasho not a fuck bitch (Fuck-ade-fuck)
Lame hoes then the bitches I can't fuck with
Link up with my bitches, yeah you know

raising hell
Get cash with my set like Paper yea
Can't express my feelings they will never care

She asked why I be by myself, Cause I feel all alone
She

a make you a shirt for barking, lil' ass boy (boy)
Seventeen cars, that's seventeen rastas

Hold the fuck up, bruh, run my shit back
I'm BigDude don't

money, yeah
You can't tell me shit
I'm out in Bellagio
On California shit
Ay, hop in the bitch go crazy
Film a lil' tape on the speedboat, wavy
That's my

money then fuck is you saying
You dont know me i go by the name of lil grey and your bitch
She been probably just screaming my name
I dont got time for

and I talk money what the fuck you mean
Like baby need four pockets full until I'm busting out the seams
Lil bro can't see at night that's why his glizzy

Wipe Me Down

Foxx

Survival of the Fittest

2007

Mr. wipe down ya heard me Foxx-a-million
This one be the remix!
Badazz, Savage live, Fox-a-million
Man you already know what it is ya heard me
We

just to get walked the fuck out with the stick
I don't know what the fuck y'all was thinking but I know how I'm coming
(Nigga's can't Rock Me to Sleep) I

shoes boy you know I gotta' tied'
Yeah I'm tied like a rope
I got the bars
I'm cleaner than soap
Can't fuck with that bitch I heard she a hoe
I'm holy

at home-lil' boy I can't relate
I was gonna fuck on your bitch but that shit needa tank it was smelling so fishy
Lookin like it was ran through by a couple

brain yuh
Talkin' shit? Watch me pull up make it rain

Put this 40. to ya' head, then I crack that lil' skull open
Settin' up a drill with my lil' dawg,

baby you know that you feel me

I can't fuck with these niggas, they might try to kill me
Don't tip over like water, lil' baby, don't spill me
When I get

shoe, fuck by the 2s
I’m number one can’t ever lose
Poppin da perry , Dom Perignon
Slimy snakes tryna slide through my lawn
Take a lil bitch to Milan
SMR