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know what it is, baby girl, ain't no question
Walk in with your nigga, but you left out in my section
You can come through, might as well bring your best

And yeah my chick is bad too
(Bad too?)
...nigga
Yeah my chick is bad too
Get the algorithm right my nigga
She might bag you
Put some game up in your ear

Brain on deck
You call her mommy
Pimp imma die
Eat sushi sake’
I aint neva change
Imma beast like rocky
Mess wit tha fam
Imma cock it pop it
Stay by my

on a bitch and she say hell-no
Dunk my bags on a bitch
And give her PG's Tips
Got a girl? Tryna lips
Keep her off the footie pitch

You hate us cuz you aint us

Trap out the lobby zack cody
I hadda get to it was down by my lonely 
Stuck in the mud you aint do nothing for me 
Slept with no faith and god had

slidin' like a sled in the snow but I ain't Santa (no)
My hoe know her head fire, she get to showin' off for the camera (yeah, she gon' show off for

slidin' like a sled in the snow but I ain't Santa (no)
My hoe know her head fire, she get to showin' off for the camera (yeah, she gon' show off for

Irene Wilde [Session Outtake]

Ian Hunter

All American Alien Boy [Bonus Tracks]

1976

sad, but it did not turn out bad
If you hadnt messed me up Id still be there
And I think most folks agree, a little put-down makes them see
They aint

the last time
But this wouldn't be the first
So come my ends lemme steady put in work
When ya brek by de bend, gimme everything ya worth
And it start where

lets go divin' in the deep sea
I don't know what you been told by Entertainment Weekly
But we're locked inside our lair, we ain't coming up for air,

bad but a virgin
We fucking in the Wraith cuz the curtains
In the big body nigga swerving
Its clear that im making you nervous

Shawty why you lurking

I wouldn’t lace up 
Hella days were blue but now its blue all on the paystub 
How she look this good without a single ounce of makeup 
Pop a bottle, I

that'll make you hazy
Smoking weed by myself, everybody hate me
Hate me
Hate me
Whipping round like everybody hate me
Ladies love me but they could never

Just woke up you still snorrin
Just spent 10 now I'm trynna feel more
She just got her ass did I'm trynna feel more
She say that she love me but I'm

could get it
My favorite rapper can't get these denim
They doin' shit but i left the print
Ain't new to me
I'm use to these riches
She goofy think I'm gon

to heaven but my wings could only fly low
Feelings overwhelm me tried to take a shot at Jo (ann)
Think those feelings were hormones and she turned into

were a hoarder
And that that would manifest all cause of what we both thought of her
So I'm like "how could you get mad of what she thought of me"
I

knew I'd be here by the
Time I turned thirteen (yeah, ha)
Big bro put me on the ropes
Show a young nigga how this shit go
And it’s still free Bugg, you

was just a bad idea
All these ups and downs come around, this shit makes up my life
(this shit makes up my life, bitch) ay, yeah, ay
If she say she's

looks
Hella faded, Ain't gon' stop till I wear that crown
Keanu in the matrix, she play piano in some latex
Got some ammo in her basics, I can get behind

the tricks, you got so much to learn 
I feel so alone and it's stressing my mind
Wifey got problems, how can she handle mine 
The odds are against me but I stay

only got yourself to blame
Yeah you feel like you playing games
I kept saying the shit ain't the same
But you kept on doing it again
You got yourself

of mouth, I ain't with the he say, she say
He's too busy on replay
Worried bout if anything in this life gon' be easy
Worried bout staying in season
Guess I'm

But trust when me tell you me worth me weight in gold.
DJ bout the money inna di Garrison. Earning potential there’s no comparison.
Bad mind people nuh