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In the trap yeah I use to run that
Then I came back
Looking for the facts
That I knew
Now it's rain dance
We can get the rain checked
I'm rain man

Step in clean that's how mi step out
Bo Yeah
Brand new tings tell your gyal don't phone me
So many gyal wanna be my one & only
Dem can't control it

nah that bitch a fan
He acting like a groupie better get ya mans

Ima do my dance we on another level
I love the money baby I ain't never Say I loved

the serious joint
A from sun to sun and day to day
I sit down and write a brand new rhyme
Because they say that miracles never cease
I've created a devastating

Haters, they all just haters
In the same game but these hoes can’t play us
Calendar filled, so these hoes can’t date us
Chain so bright gotta gotta

Give Me What You Got

Ha, press play n have these MCs stumped
Making songs with the bump in the trunk
Praise in the highest, co signed by me, ya

occurred
Can't make shit dance or polish a turd
It's cheeky, it's raunchy
It's somewhat disturbed
The swear words get slurred...cause
Love is a 4letterword

our year the best year of ya life 
Ultimate the sacrifice you down for paying the price
I got a brand new name with a brand new stone
It"s the new song

their soul Manipulated by meds
Popping pill after pill that ain't real They're junkies instead
They imitate the life they see
Their favorite rapper on TV

to let you know
Before I gotta go
Just see me by the door

With just a minute of yo time I can dig into yo mind
With ya thick thighs
Face card good won't

'em (we whack 'em)
Every day, buyin' new guns, we active
Big booty bitch, from the back, make it tap (tap, tap)
Brand new hundred, two stick, cant

70 Bars

Lloyd Banks

Money in Da Bank, Vol. 4 [Bonus Tracks]

2006

too
You might as well give ya money to me shorty
Can't dance in the strip club when your 40
Come here, I show you how to get it if you with it
If you

when I be steppin' out
They don't wanna fuck with DaVinci they know how I get down
Cus I got steppers, they gon' stretch ya, they got weapons when they

tryna catch a vibe

Twerking with em all on ya Instagram live

You got that wap baby I can’t even lie, 

Nurse by the day but you a freak by the night

Big pipes soundin' like thunder

Skated by the skin of my teeth

I had to put a man in his place last week

Now why you wanna come at me?

I'm the wrong

like a steak
You don't stand a chance
Diamonds make em dance
On a private jet you can't see me while i'm flying
Play with me one more time and laugh

as fuck at anything I put my mind to
I'm looking past you each time I pass through
Each time I lap you, I bust out a new dance move
I'm brand new but me

at you niggas, can't stop till' the whole world feel us
Ya feel us, BSM we the real good billas'
He talk a lot of much, that boy just jealous
He don't want

Run to the check put cash in my Pocket
Double the bag till I can't stop it
Bands on bands in the safe gotta Stock it
Brand new Benz you know that I

All By My Lonely

young thug/artist/lil keed

Keed Talk to 'Em

2018

dip out there all by my lonely I dont need no nigga I spaz
Oh yeah, this a new bankroll
Oh yeah, talkin' bout the shit you can't fold
Oh yeah, I'm

Pasaron años (hey!)
Ya no me buscas
Desde cuando no te veo por esta ruta
Lo acepto
No importa que tan feo se sienta
You'll grow
You'll get by

I don't worry i tell ya
Im a man who believes
That i died 20 years ago
And i live like a man
Who is dead already
I have no fear what so ever

can't start slackin', come on
Do what ya gotta do to fight on
So no matter what comes your way
Nothin' can ruin your day or even wipe your smile away

to be by-ist
But you can’t buy
This Style, this floss
This floss, this glow!
But I’m out the door
For the Doe

She Said, “Baby don’t Go-GO”
I said, “Baby