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hand me the bottle-I
Put that coupe in a throttle
Dripped my wrist with a waffle
I'm so sick, I'm so awful
Damn
Leave them holy no gospel
Shit
Make them

Up In My Cocina

Rae Sremmurd

SR3MM

2018

my ego (hey), they won't jack my SteeLo (ain't no way!)
Bring the divas to the mansion in Encino (yeah, let's do it)
Say she fuck with the Sremms,

To find the harmony Oh saint Perter oh Saint Peter
No milk and honey for this band
We aint coming to heaven no way
Too much work on earth to be done eh eh

shield of faith
We preach that God still heals and He saves
Ain't no other names to fill in the blank
JESUS You came and changed and You made me this way

waist
Wanna pull up to my place
Stepping out the spot now we on the way

Right back at it no wasting time
Waste a fool's time, you ain't wasting mine

Suckers in all they new
Ways, different chapter, a new page
You fake if you don't speak to me
Real soon as you wave, I get it
Favorite singer, favorite

everything into it
Cain't understand how these other hoes do it
You ain't got no name brand shit
Tryin to be fly but you ain't that bitch
You've gotta want it

Hopefully it leads to a couple grand
Till then i'm winging it the best way I can

This that lemon pepper gospel
Issues look a little colossal
Gotta keep

ain't know if I'd see daddy no more
By the time I was seven, we all moved out to the city
Southside, Minneap-, you know these trenches is gritty
Only

worth
I do it for the ones on that higher spiritual search
I do it like I do it, no bluffing ya when I say I'm all in!
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Ain't nobody gave me nothing, I

ain't no fantacy
(Fantacy)
Brother would you come and see
(Come and see)
Blessings he has given me
(Given me)
Favour just follows me
(Follows me)
He gave

niggas be telling I still ain't get caught
Fuck with LulSwerve that's my slime, snot
90 degrees in your hood, hot
Need a rich bitch I ain't fucking no

Ain't no telling what I will see when I Open Up my eyes I just gotta believe
In my G-O-D
That's all I think about
I ain't put my name on a paper,
Still

the only way
Boi it ain't no other angle
The dead in Christ shall rise first
Then we who are alive and remain
Shall be caught up together with them
In

them Duke, I call them puke I ain't gotta show them niggas no honor
While Mickey D all Americans fill my lineup
It's hard to follow

Tell them watch your

Die

Slaughterhouse

Welcome To: Our House

2012

Phi Alpha
But there ain't no frat niggas in the hood be calling me Tackleberry
And if he's iron, he will have him a easier time trying
To put on some

worshiping idols 
Find beauty with what that I have 
Not what that I lack
I'm on the right path
And there ain't no grasp
I'm making my way 
With nothing

ambition be my pit
That I fall in sometimes—from time to time
Because I wanna spread the gospel through the music
So any way you wanna use me Lord, use me
I

some pain.
I can bind him, bruise him, cast him out by the power of Jesus' name!

No longer on the outside; on the inside I now stand.
I'm sold out,

Okay, I keep warrant no ID
Got a couple bad bitches by me
You can't be walkin with that
Two lead don't try me
Try lotto my auto cost two million euros

And fate is fair, when my heat made a sound
Now, how did I relate what's gonna fall
when my niggaz made the fuckin "Final Call"?

[??]
It ain't no sunshine,

Off the Wall

Tha Alkaholiks

Likwidation

1997

I keep a pack skin tight 
You want to pen fight? 
Just give in, 'cause you know you'll never win, right? 
It ain't no sunshine in the midnight hour

Bitch Bad

Lupe Fiasco

Food & Liquor II: The Great American Rap Album, Pt. 1

2012

mama listening to the radio
And a song comes on and a not far off from being born
Doesn't know the difference between right and wrong
Now I ain't

B*Tch Bad

Lupe Fiasco

B*tch Bad

2012

and probably unmentored
A complicated combination, maybe with no relevance
Until that intelligence meets their favorite singer's preference
"Bad bitches, bad