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terrifying how i can touch what i feel

So pucker up im going in i want to
Kiss that gorgeous grin ohhhh ohhh yeahhh
Everything starts moving i see
Colours i

your own day now
(How convenient) nobody's calling your name
To begin, I always wanted you
And well you knew
But I was too shy to complain

But now it's

know how to sing it right
If you want a nasty girl
I bet her love is guaranteed
Ooh ooh ooh wee-ee-ee

Do you like my nasti muzik?
(I'm sanging to you

missin' my mains
If I wasn't rappin', it'll probably be grains
Opps on the flight they we go get the plane
Jet, jet

She want a new Patek
She wanna know how

I'm leanin'
Smokin' something for the time being
Bitch I only ride European
Uh, no denying I'm a pimp
Fuck lying to the kids
Gotta get it how ya live

We made history for the first time ever
Like I said, things'll never be the same
You know keep your head up
One love and one life to live

I'ma ask how

I'm thinking violent things
I get scared when the days turn to nighttime
I stay strapped up, I'm not down to die
How the hell did I live
Longer than my

other hoes don't worry how we move
Got you for the night so I
Ain't worried bout ol' dude wayy

The last nigga that you with
I swear is old news
I got

Yeah, like I said it's your boy Lil B
God's Father Mixtape
You already know how I do man I kill shit
RIP the rap game up motherfucking everything
Man

Payroll Giovanni:
All these rappers rapping about how
They got that work ol' robbing ass nigga
Go and snatch you a purse boy would y'all
I ball like

The same ones you picked on
They bust that shit, it's real life
You could hear in my voice
How could I be fake?
I'm facin' 30 first time, not braggin'
I'm

a million off of this
(yeah)
That's how deep the pen and coffin is (yeah)
So all my villains break a law to this (yeah)
Pray your lord forgives a kid with

gonna tell me how to do it
Oh, daydreaming is my métier, heart is ruling
Got some things to do before
I leave this place
Got some thoughts to find

to sell O's in
This East Buffalo hell hole
Westbrook on a fast break
The streetsweeper make your house shake
Pistol whip that fuck nigga
How that blood in

watch how a legend work
Kilo necklace on my shirt
Smith and Wesson work
Youngun' shooting on one leg
He call his weapon Dirk
Shooters lurk for you
Black

dirty your diary
Your eyes all perverted and fiery
Her in the lobby
Slurrin' and probably higher than I be
Dawg you're connivin', fast livin'
How we're

or leave me alone
That's exactly how I feel, I'm only bein real
Cause I was destined to do great things
Blackjack like ace king
Self-actualized since

Queens more than Mike Piaza
Just a TV in a cell
That's a house for trappers
I got a whole brick and then
I cook ounces for practice
I love how these rap

How you been, it’s been a while
When I was a child, it was so damn easy
And now these days can’t tell
The truth from lies
And it’s no surprise that

covered mink
How stupid is that?
It's about as stupid sniffing coke
And hustling crack nigga
These niggas ain't 'BUILT FORD TOUGH'
I'm bored shitless
They

of her ancient misery
To be twisted by something
A shame without a sin
Like how she twisted the bog man
After she married him

Rare is this love, keep it

the curses
(Huh) , trappin' in your verses (Uh)
Trappin' while you rappin' so I guess
It's like a rock song
So you wanna be Weezy? (Look)
Look at how he do it,

said she once fucked Arthur Askey
That's just how old she is
From the Rolling Stones to Razorlight
They've all been up her clout
She poured her bloomers

my pops that he a bitch
Can't fuck with opps, I'm too legit
Smoking haters in my backwood
I'm just ashing how they living
This designer cost a grip