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they shook, 
I'm never a rook, 
These niggas know I ball by the book, 
She tell me hit it wit a uppercut like I'm captain hook, 
I give her D now her VP

wobblin', yeah)
How you gon' wear fake designer, GG is on me (It's on me let's go)
Huh, wait, alarming, fuckin' this bitch in my Balmains

I'm Mr. Bitches I'm

taking ecstasy
Hugh Hefner, know the secrets
Hip-hop keep 'em under the rug
I'm thinking under the mat
Trapped in the closet mF DOOM
Without being fed by

making hella rupees
She said please, put me in kuthi
She likes mangoes, that's a bit fruity

I saw Mr. Kutch dipped his face in the mud
Never will he know

know why I was dealt the cards that I was
But I'm still here on all ten
Drink different liquors different demons like I'm Ben 10
My only friend that go

for the compilation
But I know that it's good for endorphins
Until you get fried, like Futurama
Forget the phone girl and live in the moment
Spend some

Taking my time I know I can shine
Mr Mraz I'm making it mine
I'm lucky I'm yours, I'm lucky you're mine
I'm here for a while the starts have aligned

I'm

those and anything from Battlestar Galactica or The Hulk
Thank you and have a Merry Christmas

Dear Santa,

First off, I know it's been a really long time

You came around
You was a blessing and true loves intentions allow my confession, reject all your doubt
Its killing me proving my love wont be moving

that's all right

Get outta here! そんなんじゃ直ぐ time goes by
夢はでっかく be your knight

気を抜けば run away 逃げ出したい
走り続けろ day and night

Sosを振り切って 理想に沿う by myself

Excuse me doc, do you have a moment?
"Mr. B it looks like your soul is cold, like your heartbeat is frozen.
You look weary, and your grey hair

spend it on flash
I stick my money in bags for the trash
I get all my cash then I’m doing the dash
Money
Money
Money
Money
Money
Money
Money
Money
Money

broski (Woah)
Black is all i know, here's a taste of it 
They used to undrestimate me because i'm a tsonga, now i'm a doctor
Can't look down on people i

oh oh, all of my life I was told I 
Was nothing by friends and my family even my mother had told
Me if she were to know I would be such a hideous

cause I’m grinding
For young niggas in the block there is no safety
But I really make it out the gutter cause I’m hustling
For all my Hustlers, Gangsters,

set thirst traps
She drippin
DAM
Can it be
That it was all so simple then
Sanity's gone
People act so different when
Never wore your shoes
Never been in

they was wack
You ain't trained just yet
But I was down to get the paper
Like um hittin' a lick

By any means I'mma make it
Fuck the world was my shit
It

What a red money say cut off all your friends
If you really love me 
Baby hand it to me
I turn into something
I'm really into funyons 
Finesse Team

to that
Cause nothing compares to you
And after all mistakes
I'm wondering now, do you?
How do we get back to
How do we get back?
How do we get back to
How

Stuff my face
Hit the store
Get some lays!
All my niggas they winnin'
(Hollon)
All my money, it's spendin'
Call GNF my people gone finish
I'm taxing these

him standing in place
Don't be scared to bust, get on his ass with the K

You know I ain't gon' shoot it
I'm shooting for the fade first
Told that bitch

Cfn you up in this shit boy, fuck who you can't with, this that gang shit
Get your brains flaky, get it right, go to the
Who the fuck is y'all

high
I'm a King
Babygirl, you awake
You a queen
This ain't no blue dream
Welcome to the Lotto Team

It's ya boi
Soufsyde P
But you can call me Mr

fanatic
Niqqaz interacting with the masses cause they know they're average
Never too ecstatic bout' the mention cause it's bound to happen
All my niqqas