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Cha cha boy
Drunken
Since I get God in my life
No wahala (Wahala)
If you get him in your life
No palava
As I get God in my life
No wahala (Wahala)
If

inside
He want smoke cause his bitch in my ride
And she said I taste so nice
He had hope when he pulled that knife
Till this nine made him Cha-Cha Slide

feet
Cha Ching

The energy clerk hands me my receipt
But I never cared for numbers, so this, I didn't need
I go about my days trying to smile like I once

don't want it
Don't mess up the vibe that's the one
Tell them other haters that we coming
We do the dance on a cha cha
I got the game from papa
We just

One samba to the back, cha-cha real slow
We take it from the top, side step and body roll
One samba to the back, don’t be so shy I know they wanna see

A bit discouraged
By the way these niggas working
Ion trust shit
Go wit cha move, what cha working
I know a coward cornered do damage to survive
Like

a friend and come on by
My dog is chewin up my couch
While I'm chewin up these beats
I'm a poet and I didn't even know it
Nowadays it's kinda hard not

style
Stay fly like that nigga Miles
With the two tails
Inhale, breathe out, smoke looking cumulus
By far the illest nigga doing this
Got more bars than

tips
Got me hypnotized by your eyes and  pheromones
Is that ........flower bomb  Or Chanel # 5
Legs and thighs pop eyes got me spicy inside
I apologize

downtown
Who sexy? You sexy! put the fire, put the fire out
How sexy? Too Sexy! Oh my lord
Hot Lips
Is that what they called you back home
By now they must

bouta lay down, and let my enemy win
Don't need a gun
My mind is a weapon
Sharpen by knowledge, that's how you perfect it
My name is who I am
Don't need

chop sheet chop sheet
Drink piss dilute the sheet wey you eat
By that time you no go get time to regret it
God forbid 
God forbid
You no go use your

just post up by the sit and go
Spending every dollar that we got up at the liquor store
What the fuck you knew bout
Summer time shoot outs
Catch a girl

when u sober
Got me in my zone, hannyo molly le emotional
2024 Mero barsha bhari show cha

Ek call aaye gang ko laagi jaa ni pugchu livin by the code

dissing shit
I might hop out a van like a Mexican
I might hop out the van by myself
Yeah I'm quiet, I'm moving with stealth
Like I'm Nudy, I'll send you

to call
Are they my dog or my homie
Even had to tell myself
I do my dirt all by my lonely
I keep it real
And I can't never be a foney
Told me time is

(Caught up in it) Caught up in it
Call my name, Call my name, call my name
Oh girl I'm begging
Pretty girl dancing by herself yeah
Don't need nobody else
Uh

3b tay7ine
O bladi b7al shi 3afia f wlad chaab cha3line
Ok no way diro l7al nsoveè Lay
3tuni babour w floka mn sbta ndir likom by by
Bey bey bey bey bey
Bay

fried
Just like them niggas in Italy, I got mob ties

Saw his ass walking and we caught him by surprise
Treat the pussy Soprano's never leave it alive

no reason for alarm
Soon after this maneuvering, artists all over
Started being influenced by those Bone Thugs-N-Harmony-esque cadences and flows

can replace
I'm on the A13 looking at your place by the BP
Wishing I could stop by if need be
I've so fucked Life's kinda like feces
Fly gyal always

trust me
We not horsing around
This ain't no movie we not acting
Youll get gunned down

Live from the projects
We still in the bandos
Ak 47 by the door

displayed by Peter 
I'd be lion if I said I wasn't a cheetah 
Tell ya girl I said nice to meet cha 
I'd be lion if I said I wasn't a cheetah 
Tell ya girl I

Got Cha Humpin'

MC Eiht

Last Man Standing

1997

cops paid by the month
Weekly in the club, gots ho's to hunt
Gets mine, nose to the grind, makes cheese
Ain't never seen three niggas like these
Still