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Niggas don't run it up
Gotta get mad now
Crush all my weed cause
I grind by myself now
If you don't speak money
You gon get kicked out
You niggas are dogs

white cup
Baby, you know I don't drink, all this beer make me levitate
Hit when I get link with then girl first day, now she showing me the Harlem shake
I

Be Me

Syleena Johnson

Chapter 4: Labor Pains

2009

Fall, and Winter, Spring)
I just wanna be me (Best qualified for the job)
No one can be any better than me
I just wanna be me (In the shower when I fall

I don't want to crush it

One day might be just me and you
I just want to see you
I really do need you
Haven't seen you around for a minute
I might go

alive and not more on my knees
Don't cry no more, no more same same old
I've done this baby, cause you know, better sudden attack than a slow death baby

I look into the water-wishing harder-than I've ever wished
That I could get a away from this-reflection I've been jaded with
I've paid my weight in

other way
No greater feeling on this special day
Merry Christmas, Happy Holiday
Getting cozy by the fireplace
I wouldn't have it any other way
No greater

of a kind
Wonderfully addictive like a bag of pork rinds
I know that often I take this for granted
But honestly its better than I could have ever imagined
Sit

much better
If she let me go
By now she should know much better
Than to lay me low

After all the schemes I gave into
After all the things that we've

towards better days, now you saying something
Probably get my mind right, say a prayer or something
Plenty ways of filthy pay, ain't stuntin nothing
Need it

I get scared you'd leave but wait
We'll make it better one day
I have led myself astray
I admit I have been played
Here I sit I have been made
Here I

I just be rollin' this shit, no burrito
I just might crush on that coochie like Cheetos
Uh
Every time she get mad, I hit from the back

Whole lotta

Cradle to the Grave

2Pac

Thug Life, Vol. 1

1994

with this thug livin', will I escape prison?
Penitentiary chances was an all day thang
The only way to advance, and if you slang
Then you'd better

Verbal Murder 2

Pete Rock

Soul Survivor, Vol. 1

1998

this moment like Phil Collins
For all my life I've been trifer than trife 
Hyper than hype, I'm fightin' to fight 
It's like, tonight is the night

Honey, I'm Home

Shania Twain

Come on Over

1997

worse than PMS

This job ain't worth the pay
Can't wait 'til the end of the day
Honey, I'm on my way
Hey, hey, hey, hey

Honey, I'm home and I had

Honey, I'm Home

Shania Twain

Come on Over

1997

stress, I must confess
This could be worse than PMS

This job ain't worth the pay
Can't wait 'til the end of the day
H-Hey honey, I'm on my way
Hey

We Do This

Too Short

Cocktails

1995

and never let these bitches know ya
And even though I'm gettin' high, a thug nigga gettin' by
Catchin' bitches spittin' lies, I'm gettin' mine
All day, I

Are you having a good day
Is it a brighter day
Is it a better day
Is it better than yesterday
It was a stormy day, the rain washed away
Any chance

snakes
Bank rolls and shit
Back rubs in the french tubs
Mackin' this bitch, wifey nigga
So when you flip that coke
Remember the days you was dead broke
But

down off a
Medical blunt this ain't new
Cop a qp I blow it with lil Snoop
Blowing smoke out the roof
Hoes know we the truth
Get the bitch loose than I

of the horror story
Your Walking Dead
Your Stranger Things gloried in
Are yourselves the walking dead and the stranger things to me than my own loved ones seen by

hope by next full moon
I'll be better than dull
I'm not good at being cool
I just worry for you
I hope by next full moon
I'll be better than dull
Tell me

try'na break your face
They know I'm a problem in the streets
I never play it safe chopper and it's 911
Have a ticket off the safe
Better than nothing

the bottle forever
That henny gone make me feel better
If not than it's Maison Margiela
And back to back trips to the teller
What could you tells us
You see