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tell 'em hold this
Put my left hand on my dick tell 'em blow a kiss
Quit all that yapping with that big mouth you a blowfish
You know where the fuck I

Whodi

504 Boyz

Goodfellas [Clean]

[Master P]
our mission is to get money, power, and bitches, ya heard me?
ha ha (hootie hoo)

Chorus: repeat 2X

Where you at whodi? (I'm over here

Fucked a lil hoe and she ain't even know me
Ever since then I been all by my lonely
But now I smoke gas and get turnt with the homies
Bitch, Gang
But now I

the bread, acting little funny turn into a target 

Fly by, shift fast, burning gas, cutting cars 
When I pull up cash no card
Drive far, foreign car, hear

new deals but the clique stayed real
Spit in your face just to show you how I feel
Voice is tantalizing lies with excitement
The proof is out

"No, bitch"
Catch you in the dark, beam on it
This a glowstick red bottoms, spiked feet
Looking like some blowfish
How you one up on me and Dee? Bitch
We

incoherent when I wrote this
Mainly a marijuana proponent, but
I was lifted by the difference of the night
Not a single unsupporter, not a serpentine in sight,

the sea wait there for me
I'm paralyzed by belly up blowfish
Please make them

Duh, duh duh duh duh duh duh
Duh, duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh
Duh,

I'm a' take them out 1 by 1
Take them 1 by 1
I'm a' take them 1 by 1
I'm a' take them out 1 by 1
And I won't tolerate the beef
You ain't wanting it

fucking bag of cheetos
Talking to Anthony, but still talk to me though
Bitch, I'm getting a Hootie song, I'm going back to Fritos
Two thousand and fifteen

Stone Cold
You really silly when you pass em by
For these rapping niggas that be half as fly
Real rap rap it ain't adding up
Kus I ain't seen a team going

spell
but longer than the monkey would have liked
We then shared a sausage fest
Before the clambake
Followed by a bottle of Neutron 1945
Devine!
1 up

coming, I'm yelling "Hootie Hoo"
When you start running watch who did he move
And don't come asking me, "Who did he shoot?"
That shit was hard
Leaving lil'

Smoke in Da' Air

Timbaland & Magoo

Welcome to Our World

1997

Dice shootin', smokin'
Hootie hootin', loukin'
Gun, I got your token
Lick, I got hoes open
No chumpin', bumpin'
Timb's speakers thumpin'
Making

Turning sardines into blowfish
Manned up when I had to throw fist
I ain't for that hoe shit
I ain't for the pics or the posting
Unless it's fly bitches

know we the ones who finna risk it all
Could never be a champion all by yourself
Fucking with some shit that used to lead me wrong 
Wonder why I didn’t

are migratory?
ARTHUR:  Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1:  What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR:  It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD

doing
Curves on curves
Hypnotized by your movements
Slurred I'm sauced
Baby don't be an illusion
Swang wit me
Bright lights
Don't fade on me
Shawty

Day by Day

Ziggy Marley

Fallen Is Babylon

1997

the hundred take it one by one
This is ragga with the inspiration

I can only sing of destruction today
'Cause my people are shedding blood everywhere
There is

on you like fine jeans and white tees
My mind, racing
Don't mind these drugs i'm taking
Limitless pill, face it
By my bounds you basic
Don't touch my phone

'm straight thang
I'm straight thang
I use to ride the IndyGo
To the dollar fifty show
Back row and I'm getting throat
Brookside school 54
By the bandos peeking

Don't Be a 304

AMG

Trespass [Original Soundtrack]

1992

didn't know, that I would know, so many is good hoes
By the look that you chose, you're undercover pros
Praise the Lord, bless your soul
In your Gap

Don't Be a 304

AMG

Trespass [Original Soundtrack Clean]

1992

didn't know, that I would know, so many is good hoes
By the look that you chose, you're undercover pros
Praise the Lord, bless your soul
In your Gap

to day
No savings or trust just faith I must believe in hope
Sometime I can't even cope
Sometimes I've lost my way
Swayed by the ever growing trends