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When I rap like this
You just wanna ride
I gotta dick can't cry
Not rich I just get by
I compensate in pride
Resurfaces in time
My dad would pick me up

,the wise digest and dig it 
Just like my father when inspired I get the fidgets 
Never Pestered by spirits but I ain’t fraid to call 
Laughing in

Ring it's a kring the world destroyed by a lolli yohh
Reba supa o le o
Demons working by the spirit they not holy yohh
Kgomo dire muu luu its a movoo
Di

on Crack and I got
The spirit of Leatherface inside me

Lunatic bout to try a chicken by the
Sea and try the tuna fish
Bout to drowned a guy and girl
Turn

dick gon' be an issue
And now we fuckin' bumping don't
By Bryson Tiller
I'm thuggin' bitch (I'm thuggin' bitch)

Bitch I'm thuggin'
I'm thuggin' bitch

addicted
Way I dick her, she feel it in her spirit
Don't do dates for thotty bitches not tricking
You a goofy, send you off, here your ticket
Dive in pussy,

these-kill these lame niggas
Pimping out his trap
Pimping-Pimping out his trap
Who still asking who the fuck I am?
Yall should know it by now
It's Paradox,

wanna get fucked out me nut
And make the best raps up
While getting my dick fucking sucked
By some big titted bitch
It's the best way to do ya shit

clothes
Crack took over killed her soul
Got picked up by the Lady next door  

7 years later how I gotta find out?
Fucking cousins always running her mouth

weapons in public be aware
One look at me your in love I could tell by the way you stared
Left your husband for the pimp caught up in another affair
Whip

contemplating suicide
My therapist getting pissed
Cause I don't open up
In the back of my mind
I just wanna (Uh)
Im feeling stuck
But my spirit stay evolving
I

could fix you up from a thug to a gentleman
You can call me Dr. Quinn I got all the medicine
Sweet talk the dick till his heart tender
Slick with

I'm lifting
My spirits up, yeah it's tough but I'm living 
And always dreaming I'm scheming up all my next moves
Gotta goal to see or my happiness

in a Honda , he left in a hurst

I got them ones ima fuck up the club
Rich nigga don't step on my rug
I don't sell no more but I'm still the plug
By

and it's better ya average dude
I'm too fly, couldn't get up on my latitude
This a G5, jet flow, no spirit
Anything you heard I'ma let the blogs clear it

satan
Mai hi holy spirit
Samajh na aaye inhe lyrics
Toh use karte yeh gimmicks
Fir bhi na badh paaye aage 
Toh karenge mujhe mimic
Game kardi already

I've been chiefin', chiefin', havin' trouble breathin'
Tryna keep up with myself, I'm always speedin'
Bout to beat your fuckin' ass, Liam Neeson
Double

Cuz that pussy like a cake
I just wanna see cream
Don't be shy
Don't you cry
This dick is like a lullaby
You go to sleep
Waking up
I fix you something

nation
Blinded by all this racist, shit that they cover-up
Middle fingers to politics
Suck my dick, and drown in my cum
Don’t it taste just like victory?

studied by astronomists
Fuckin up your brain like the worst trained lobotomist
No, I'll never stop 'til I conquer all the continents
Compliments to homies

mind
I like to randomize because I find nature's chaotic by design
And I find, it leads me on the right path, the righteous path
Where there's no need

Should I die by your hand
I forgive you in advance
Only, I might cry
For the souls you damned
'Cause you couldn't understand
Why one might love a man

YEAH HOE!
2side on  beat by the way

SKRRRRRRRRRRRR

YEAH HOE!
GHETTOOOOOOO!!!!

YEAH HOE!
YEAH HOE!
YEAH HOE!
(Ghetto..Girl..Trapper)

AYE!!
I just

that Molly on that dick she go bizzerk
How I hop out the sprinter and go hop up in a vert, yeah
I was ridin' spirit how the fuck I'm on a leer
I ain't