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Chilling with the guys on an m way ride
No one hundred twenty-five but we're cruising by
Not Kano but I know I'm made in the manor
Vibe all night

this beat mine and yall cant have it back
I heard a couple of niggas made songs to this beat (hehe)
Ahem, I go by Cola fuckin D flip it around you know

diversity thanks to me
No issues cause she Rosielicious
Fuck with this hoe, she vicious
No prescriptions just pure ambitions
Write my own missions
With mother

and all by myself
(Manifestin' on how I'm finna finesse this wealth, oh-oh)
Like OT, I'm in big league, big Bs, in Lambos doin' big speed (yeah)
Strapped

trying to be
Then the rap game should be mine to me
Got a bad one on me and she Ivy League
I'm the one they wanting to be
The one they wanting to see
Hmm

don't kiss and tell
These is pennies for my thoughts need to wish em well
Them thirst traps are a devil that's a crazy ploy
All she want is pebbles ask me

lost
Too many times for me to find that shit's gone
She's not mine anymore
Who dey, na me dey
Bad man always ready

Despicable me
Watch me, murder this

beat my meat
That's why she, gets a treat
Ya, Ya, Ya Ya Ya Ya Ay
This dog I call her my bitch
And I know she ain't never gone switch
Y'all better

Or taste the bitter wine
When it all falls down
Are you comfortable wit ya life
Either by devine or design
Was it benign
I treat the game like brine
I soak

Trust me Ima get what's mine
I just gotta wait in line
Ima do it right this time
Remind me that I'm in my prime
Addressin' all the haters
Addressin' all

all my time
Your think imma make you mine
But I'm done with you oh
Never sober then she jaded
Only way she coping if she faded
Always overdosing

bout mine
Inhaling all the fumes, waiting for the day
I make it bro, it's about time
Ice grills by the haters around & I feel i ain't gettin' enough
But

yeah (Slide, yeah)
She pure and baby looking fine, yeah (Fine, yeah)
She's my lover and my slime (Ooh-Ooh, aye)
Baby knows that she is mine, yeah

What

to curve us
How much verses she cursive
Every last one
The day I let a ghost write for me
Pass the magnum
The rap game is a circus
Y'all do music disservice

okay, I'm sick and I'm tired
I'm mighty fatigued, none of my bitches be mine
They coulda been one of yours, but they out of your league
I'ma just call

time
I keep seeing you in this world of mine
Yea we going all night til the sun come up momma said I need sleep went to bed on time
Ohh, it was always

entranced by the siren
Suckin all the essencse out from my wrists
Till her black heart's content

I'm Descendin' deeper, where pure folks won't lurk
The abyss

my cool and introduce
She levels out my league but I kinda wanna see what we could produce
She let me spin her like a DJ so I had to screw
I snuck

She Got Me Like (Ahh S***)

Ray J

For the Love of Ray J

2009

Bubba K's back
You can tell em twice
And the melons sittin very nice
And your back side is legendary
And its all mine regards what shes tellin' me

stay w me ya we Ridin'Around the city
They say I risk it all now
Shoot it till its empty
She say Her feelings involved Now I told her mines was missing

just be enough for tonight

You're a train wreck but I wouldn't mind
You live like they say all the bad boys do
You're a rebel and out of my league

and math is rough
But there's a girl that I really like
She makes me feel all tingly inside
I see her everyday in fifth hour
I think about her in the locker

Rhymes

Too Short

Life Is...Too Short

1988

damn beat now all the money is mine
I carry big fat WIVES, I treat my girls like guys
Ask 'em "who do they love?" and they all say TIDE
I'm just

The Makings of a Perfect B****

Nas

Street's Disciple

2004

breasts so I could titty fuck while she do
My taxes for the IRS
So I could just relax, shit, by now I'm blessed
I'm her daddy, I'm her messiah, I'm god