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beat is gonna do on the radio
Damn, I thought you knew me, by way you're talking to me
You get any closer to me, then I might just have to let it go

jelly I was nuttin on her belly
I’m sure the radio with probably edit the line
I just do it to show that I’m ahead of my time
Tell her to spend it all

at the living room
Listen to the music about that radio edit
I was jaming it that was my favorite song
About "Ain't No Fun" by Snoop N' Nate Dogg

with you

Girl you know it's true
I just wanna get high with you 
I just wanna take flight with you

Girl our love is true
I just wanna trip with you
I

It's not always chuckles that get you to
Where you wanna be
Don't wanna seem
Like it's for show
But every show is one of me
The sun is me
The tongue is

that I'm right, I hope you're not his, I hope that you're mine
We live and we die, until then were just getting by
So why not just be my side if you're

Don't Fight the Feelin'

Too Short

Life Is...Too Short

1988

next?
It's me and you, doing the sex
So now you know I'm just a freak
Give it up baby, I can't wait two weeks
I want it all, don't say I won't
Get it

just wanna do what I came to do
Drop bombs like nuke, radiating you
Fools to a crisp
Get off my dick, it's the same old shit
When you spit like this,

, I just really tapped in like two years ago

Last year I was making a lot of pain, so I was just being hit by different things
So, you know, I was just

they the Forces that determine the final say
No shade grey, Black and unapologetic, Progressive Underground wit no radio edit so forget it if
you think

Fee fi foe fum (radio edit) by: Mr. Sho'Nuff

Fee fi foe fum
Atlanta is the city A U G is where I'm from
Fee fi foe fum
I don't want no problems, but

I'm with my dawgs
My hond, di ntja'ka
Sparapara in a Porsche
Pasop, for the kgata
You don't wanna go to court
For a kop, of the dagga
They shot

it, just forget it
I'm lookin' good on every single edit
Kill the pussy
I'm the player and the paramedic
Ball hard while I'm gettin' paid
Think smart,

at their desk
My shit just keeps on playing
Like the radio's possessed
It's Bustin Jest yes
I smoked away my stress
Your daddy hates my music
But your

them cards
You know how to gamble? Let me tell you something
It's all or nothing, all or nothing, baby
You wanna bet on something? You can bet on me
I

funny?
I don't know cause he talks about his
Battle with Freeway like the four
Touchdowns he scored back in high school
You the black Al Bundy
Y'all wanna

ass then you know i dont trust you 

Better keep your distance yo can tell by my knuckles, give a fuck bout your muscles, if you wanna act stupid you

where my heart at
And they tell you that's the way it go, the way it go
Music playing on the radio, the radio
Don't wanna' hear no love song
So why do I

just you and me girl let's have some fun
Pack the backwood tight smoke it roll a blunt
This ain't GTA but I'm driving like spun
Stopping by the alley way

til
I grip on the ting
Like a -, got Yamaha trottle
God knows I don't wanna fight and quabble
But man keep testing my patience
Tell A&E make way for

Yeah

Yeah, I'm a rock star in designer
If I do a show, I get the .9 in
Wait your turn, it's just timin' (blrrd, time)
Feed the bitch meat like

This here's for the radio edit
We just got an X Rating 
Imma gone and wet it
Yeah

Wait a minute baby
Wait a minute baby

Two strokes to the right

I really don't know what they talking about
They just running their mouth I don't do this for clout
I be looking around I be seeing them down
And I

through your pride
You've been drunk as fuck & pourin' lust out your eyes
I can bend the truth and always be on your side
I know what to do if I just wanna