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i see so many niggas die
My face look like the Behelit
I been to Hell and back, my nigga
I'm surprised that I made it
Shit's amazin'
I been haunted by

Perry
Heard that boy where fake white gold
I can tell by the way that he wear it
Seen niggas with the same damn pole
I can tell by the way that they

inside not afraid of dark
Juicy color got her bright
Dark skin now is all white
You licking my night, I fill your daylight
I look at your star, it's red

Take a look and it's plain to see 
That we're losing our life
Right along with the fight for our soul
And it seems so insane to me 
Because we're

And if I go to jail I'm Barry Bonds 
I'm go bond out 
I tell her no not today she gone pout 
And I'm from Dade County 
The south 

Young n***a, young n***a

got a stick, nigga)
Hello (And I'll still fuck yo' bitch, nigga)
Bruh,   stop fuckin' talkin' like that, bruh
'fore I glass your ass

I  look for

that's how
Cool it looks on her
I mean she's fine as hell
I'd definitely hit it!

Still Got It!

Shot hoops with Al in the yard i
Sucked he was much better

Freddy C.
Y'all nigga thought you got your heart
I took their hearts I'm Barry White not Barry B.
You better see
My name starts with a C but they get the D

around after
They tell you get on the ground
I'm here to prove my self to my self
Everyday & every night
I ain't speaking lowly of you I
Ain't Barry White

around after
They tell you get on the ground

I'm here to prove my self to my self
Everyday & every night
I ain't speaking lowly of you I
Ain't Barry White

Tonight we getting white girl wasted
I’ll drop a pin send you my location
Just hit my line when you by the station
But no going live it’s a private occasion

Like my old white man
And all his old white friends
Judged by my old white skin
One day I'll be an old white man
With old white money in the bank

cross ‘em
Kill your ass and leave you behind
Like an orphan
I swear it happens all the time, very often
Still gettin' baseball money, Barry Larkin
‘Round

true heart, which hunger'd for her peace
(Since Enoch left he had not look'd upon her),
Smote him, as having kept aloof so long.
Surely' said Philip I

and white T's, my style fresh
Talkin' fly to every shorty walkin' by, she could get it
For the summer but at least give me a weekend with it
Summertime

much went and bought a stove

Go by and look at your purse
Ballin' that shit don't even hurt (Ball)
Pull up a Maybach or Hearse (Maybach)
Go back

told her she fine, I can't even lie
The way she look should be a crime, by summertime, I'll make her mine

Sarah she my girl
Told her that she's my whole

mozzy (skrrt, skrrt)
My bitch look like Megan, don't do nothin' but swallow
I call her Kim, drank nut out the bottle
I'm like, "Bitch, go fuck for

sounds that pound
Stop, look, what's that sound?
Come on now, you've got to swing with the king
Cuz the things i bring'll cause more ruckus than rodney

look, I respect all religions, uh, but it might get crazy
If the White House has a first, second, and a third lady

Ha, don't bring up wives, man, what

If I was Barry White I'd be like what up ya'll
I I was a nipple in the cold I'd be like...
If I was your dead uncle I'd be like...
If I was a rain drop

before I snitch Cut off my lips
I lose my life to see my mother happy she did for both her kids
I kill em all to see my first child in this very moment

the faith You had in me
Cause that's not who I am
(It wasn't)
I guess the fate told By doctor fate
Had me look like doctor strange
You Said I wasn't strong

BARRY BACK WITH A NEW BANGER
DEY SEE ME DEY DON SEE DANGER
Me pon de line, she come online
Me come on line, she call me line
Pretty lady Shia calling