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how it should be
Sorry not sorry
If I hurt yo feelings
Don't give a fuck
Bout a Damm or a mention
Bitches do anything
Just for attention
Is it the crack

before

And if you wasn't present
I really can't tell you bout
Some of the things
I done seen before

Keep my eater closed

I know these streets get cold

my lil mama I'm your baby come and feed me
You ain't no city girl but the hottest of the city
I'll cut my hoes off don't worry 'bout em
Just call say

where we sub
I'm roasted bout niggas always Chilling bout they dawgs
Ion give a fuck nigga that's shit How we rock
Ion need no melody
But I'm saturated by

dick)
She all in my mix and all on my dick aye lil bih
Tryna get in my mix and figure me out
All on my page to see what I'm bout
The way they keep looking

to the head you know I'm in the clouds
I get high by my lonely these niggas is clowns
Can't fuck wit these niggas who run in my town
Cuz as soon as they're

phone, who dis”
It don’t take much to cut loose a fake bitch,
So at this table you ain’t got a fuckin placement
Cuz I don’t play bout, who I mf eat with.

Its alright we can take the time 
I want your body on top of mine (uh huh)
Lets dim these lights to a low shine 
(lets turn these light down a lil

lil bitch check the degree
Boi swallow 4 shot me nah talk rum
Big 16 mek boi lye dung
Caution when me crew touch dung
From a boi Boi violate
Like blunt

My Cinderella

Lil' Romeo

Romeoland

2004

the lady's just like you. Oh!

What's happening ladies?
What's up wit my lil shorty's.
It's your man Nick Cannon on the beat.

Yeah.

I'm here wit Romeo.

O.k.

A lot of crooks in a lot of chains
On da judge doc Books A gain

Codefendant say ya name in vein
Need Crane just to lift dis pain
Muddy waters on dis new

the city of the dreamers, built by the realist
Concrete, grids, bytes and lil bits
Scream unheard 'cuz they creamed it
'Em idols stream it
Social gimmick,

by me/
Dey say I ain’t normal, dis shit deep inside like a Ivy/

My Life gettin technical, 
I’m servin dat vegetable/
Just got off a pack, don’t kno

respect for the dinners
Stepped all on that grub no kisses or hugs
Drive by's that's us hanging out the window
Passenger side I'm scrubs
Passenger side, man

a fuck bout yo dearly departed,
So drunk off Hennessy, it's gotten the god damn best a me,
Now pass me da chronic, bout to smoke some Buddha in dis bitch,

Hold up, me no lie
You got my attention girl when you walked by
I got a couple things that I must imply
Trying to smack that lil Fannie baby you know

a fuck bout yo dearly departed,
So drunk off Hennessy, it's gotten the god damn best a me,
Now pass me da chronic, bout to smoke some Buddha in dis bitch,

they bout less than they type, who dis boy, tell em
Come get they mans

gotta grow up before she can speak to me
Don't give a fuck what the lil bitch'll think of me
One thing for certain I know that she think of me
Told me she

bummy
A wishful bliss from quarantine bout to move a lil scummy 
Where's that spicy freaking demon, on the net you were cappin
(R)Baby what's cracking
I

rapping on me nigga then we gon see
No hiding we seek
We pop up trick or treat
49ers by me I ain't talm the team
You get stretched limousine
Licking shots

niggah I done turnt up inna major way
(Yeah major way)
Know a bad lil bihh widd a major brain
When I hit from da back yea I make a scream
Den I duck off

Do That There

Yung Berg

Look What You Made Me

2007

do that there
How ya do that there
How ya how ya how ya how ya how ya

[Yung Berg]
Chevy ridin' high
24's still wet
Dis a diamond chain baby
No

Verse- Supreme C

He wasnt even from our town he came around big chips flossin talkin slick shit bout he get it often
Talkin loud about he had it