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Puedo, your experience, out of body, Michael Block party
Hole in one putter
Always on the track like it's Figueroa
Before you get the bread, you gotta get

I come from the west
Used to hang with gorillas
You would get touched by em if they ain't feel ya
I look in the mirror
That's realer than realer
I'm

I get a pack touched down in your city
Two cash apps they loaded
Who really having motion
Once I punch this in it's over

My kicks ain't having

die by it
Don't show them scars 'cah you shy 'bout it
Put your mans in the air, go cry 'bout it
Put two in the air plus one
How many got bunned

on these tracks now
Like I'm massaging the track now
Resurrected in this bitch
I got the keys now I'm playin em
Not me bitch I'm Super Saiyan em
Fuckin it up

Like harry
Free all the real 
Keep the pussy in a kennel
Im buyin' shit out 
I aint takin' no rental
Money or clout it's tricky dilemma 
Just cash me out

It's a party and we do it nightly
Even when we got to work, make it in by three
Every time I'm in the club I don't need ID
Tell the bouncer change shifts

want by the sunset?
People call me number one
And I still move like I just begun
I'm really in this for the love
I'm having too much fun, and I ain't

lets try this one
Like Michael Angelo bitch how I major in art
Once I get a handle on beat
You can't hold a candle to me
It's my favorite part
I am so

Greystone Chapel

Johnny Cash

At Folsom Prison and San Quentin

1976

Thank you very much
This next song was written by a man right here in Folsom prison
And last night was the first time I've ever sung this song

I'm an OG
Keep it low-key yeah
You don't know me
Diamonds on the tick-tock rolly
Purple stuffed in the backwoods burning slowly
Higher than I've ever been

COOL l can't do it micro
Imma be the goat just like Michael
If they ain't got the keys then they a typo
We just getting started this is my arrival

Yeah its purple, but still it makes mf run in a circle
They hear my voice and shake like my man michael
They dont know about rifles, all they know is

around my neck
I feel like Michael Phelps
Was in the hole for thirty days
It made me fight myself
You know these hoes got dirty ways
That's why I like

a cocktail through a window

I got the keys to the city still we left in the cold
Hands in the sky, still was left in the road
Ribbon in the sky, Michael

You at home broke as fuck doing the milly rock
I'm in Hollywood with millions, check my Diddy bop
Sipping Actavis, I put that on my double cup

before I close on you
Money, money growin' real long
My low key game supa dupa strong
Its a million reasons why, why
You, you, you should be by my side

my head away
We gotta first world vision to comfty, to lift our
Hands in the air and cry for a switch

Michael Stipe:
Father, father

P Diddy:
Father

my head away
We gotta first world vision to comfty, to lift our
Hands in the air and cry for a switch

Michael Stipe:
Father, father

P Diddy:
Father

my head away
We gotta first world vision to complete
To lift our hands in the air and cry for a switch

Michael Stipe:
Father, father
P Diddy:
Father

rather be dead
Than turn my head away
We gotta first world vision to complete, to lift our
Hands in the air and cry for a switch

Michael Stipe:
Father,

just might leave you with a empty nest
Shawty fuck a BBL, I'll cash out on your business plan
Profit up, stack it in your "chest", cause I'm a boobies

in his mouth, he got gingivitis
Pull up in ghost it's like Michael Myers
I'm the plug in my city, I got plenty of buyers
Soulja keep telling he got

Lebanon

Jeremih

Late Nights: Europe

2016

do it for my Gs? (my niggas)
I know Shawty by the door that's a key (that's a key)
I hit her up with the pipe, she OD (she OD)
Brim low, Gucci