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I pay the high for my drink and I'm okay with that
Sittin' onna lil tss, but this shit baby racks Bitches dumb, I whip this bitch out and she
Gon'

Security.
Just like that, I make that edit cut bitch off like hearing
Off on my pockets like a blue honey bun, that bitch Lil Debbie.
I pour lean while, I

was young
Having fun in the sun
Even had some store runs just to get some honey buns
Split a dollar evenly if we was ever low on the funds
Get it done

that nigga
Stay solid
Keep that shit a hundred
Type shit
Fuck your producer, my beats is by Meexh
It's Wilt the Stilt
You know I put up a hundred
My

warmed by the sun yeah 

I’m doing what I love, and I’m doing it for fun yeah 

I’m mellow and I’m happy and I do not need to bun yeah 

Escaping from my

ears 
So you can’t believe everything you hear
Don’t place tricks by my heart so they never get near
Mixup chicks played a part in the lyrics that you

Nigga roll your shit
We trynna get high
Just to get by

Through these tough times
But if you look at em right
If you open your eyes
It's still good times

Mercedes through Ledbetter

About 3 years ago rap I aint even care bout it
Matter of no time we getting fed by it
Play with it we can hop out shoot lead bout

to dress up with you I vibe casually 
Little make up hair in a messy bun 
Freckles come out to play invigorated by the sun 
You read me Hemingway 
While

the backseat where we had some fun
Cruise out on the boat to the house of stilts
Kiss me underneath till the passion wilts
Never will I find another crazy lady

Business in Babylon II
By Lonnie Flemmer
Reprobate/SESAC

Grab a meal on the run, a weiner in a bun
You're driving way too fast
To a dead-end job in

High grade from west Moreland 
Mi take a trip down west more land 
And get a high grade and try rub inna mi hand 
The weed couldn’t rub out mi no seh

can't stop coming for me
Let me hop on this beat like a motherfucking g
Name is Di Si, coming out of LV
Give Me That Bun B Webbie
Building up my legacy,

some fun stuff
As summer sums up
That's how we party on this side
Night and Day

Summer breezes
Hunnies squeezing in them sundresses
Buns pressed against

say I can do no wrong
Pussy sweat kinda taste hunny bun
Work is different think I was vagabond 
World cold
Like tha water on the morning lawn
Night is

Bun two and start spewing like i'm Sun Tzu
I think the art is more
Running from this life and i'm far from caught
What I want is a lot and it can't

by the pussy I be on my Trump shit
We are not the ones that you wanna fuck with
Left his body in the dirt like some dog shit
Back shots like Pakistan

just been traveled by one
They count me out but from the shadows I come
Still got folks in the slums couple homies testing white with they gums
Work in

bitchin
Pass Brodie the rock he ain't goin miss him
Opp bitch tryna line me, she trippin
I'm still youngin' but I ain't out slippin
Don't mention, don't

the hunned drum
Get you touched ain't touching nun
I spend it I do that for fun

My pocket that's a honey bun
Plenty niggas hating on me think it's bout a 100

brother to chill
Cause he hop out the back of that truck and he buss you for real
We come through, get to ducking for real
Hit that boy in the leg, now that

Rosie was at home
Baking cookies in the sun
A bun in the oven
But there's a hole in Arizona
Rock n' rolled Oklahoma
Grey ladies need you
Rosie, Uncle

Staring at the clock on the clock
Watching time pass by
Wondering when we'll be done
It's two o'clock
And I've been here since 5am
But then
You come

You know you the only one, without the funds
Rick Owens long sleeve with the Air Force ones
Smokin on the gas, while touchin' on her buns
She wanna