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to the plate
I know all I'm trying to say is
I know just what you need
He can't compete with me
'Cause he don't call you on the phone when your home and your all

on you
But when I'm through
I call the ub
Cuz I got two
Other bitches
After you
They missin school
And comin through
It's been two years
She my associate

those the vibes I'm walking with I'm up on 111
Homie said he comin from the east and he goin be a second
Yea, always alone with my music, keep my mind

The whole crew comin' in threes, like the Tony, Toné, (Toni)
You got dumped by that nigga, nigga that's not yo' brodie
I just wanna know how you gon' get up

doin' my best just passin' by
I'm so funny in my body I can barely walk
And I'm so full of them funny feelings that I could barely talk
And here comes

And lemme tell you again, I don't need a homie
Live my life alone, 'cause lonely is the only
Rather eat by myself than dine with bologna
I'm a B-I-T-C-H,

Forever is never dont promise me nun

Ik wat it was man i seen that shit comin
Im throwin them banz in the club wit my niggas
Im chasin this mil like im out

expensive
I'm a different bred, baby girl, I'm the original
Tryin' to get this bread, I'm tryin' to redo my living room
Nigga, ain't shit, boy, you been

like its breakfast yea
10 Shots to the face I'm like blah blah blah
I be wit yo girl doing the cha cha cha
Then I take her home got her singing la la la

alright by tonight
All your stuff's packed in the back of your hand-me-down Accord
All my friends are dyin' to hear the news I'm sure
That the girl who

one of those nights
hand on my Mack-10

[SPM]
I'm a Screwston sipper
microphone ripper
I'ma come home with my shirt full of glitter
Jump my 45er
race

Where did you go
I'm tryin' my best
This moment passed us by
It makes me wonder
Where the hell am I gonna hide

I'm gonna change my life girl
Yeah I don't

Get into It

Tha Alkaholiks

Firewater

2006

stoppin' us
Eternal with the burner, fast-paced but slow learner
Beatin' me that's like Ike gettin' slapped by Tina Turner
Nigga I'm the best rapper

to admit to something
If all it's gonna cause is pain
Truth and my lies right now are falling like the rain
So let the river run
He's comin' home with his

she givin neck
One more day till I'm in the zone
I'm goin out no comin home
She blow me up more on my phone
Than any man has ever known

Workin for

scumbag in court, they call him the dirtiest
Two weeks later, she got picked up by a sheriff comin' by
Just to come back to the place that made her wanna

soft
Cuz boys like their girls sweet but
I'm kinda like Lara Croft
Ya I'm comin in swinging 
But I actually thought 
I thought that u could handle me

the morning, bitch I'm booted off a xan
She let me fuck her home girl cause she wanna fuck my mans
Fapped a nigga up he had a blicky in his hands
Don't really

(Picture this)
Lil' old me getting racks like Nordstrom
Ain't nobody lemme in they ear I forced 'em
(Idiot)
And I'm bringing home more portions
Baby

want
I've been tryin', I'm still tryin', but if I get tired, I ain't comin' back
Now she chattin', talkin' bout I know where home is, suck my dick, you

We took some shots , took her home instantly start throwing neck
We went 2 rounds she want another, hold up bitch I'm outta breath
Like hold up bitch I

I'm nuts
Still got my almond joy
Even week puttin on events
Ventually ima get a white picket fence
The dream comin true inch by inch
Cookin up rhymes

Let It Out

Tha Alkaholiks

Coast II Coast

1995

crew, comin' new like a fetus
So run tell your granny, your pops and your girl
niggas like me gonna rule the world
So all aboard the j-ro train

stay faded and stoned
Cause when I leave the house I never know if I'm comin home
Bullets got no name it's the dirty game
Wannabe thugs drive by for some