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with the sauce
I've been making a living
By keepin' in true in each and every hit I record
The flow is outta here, the flow is outta here
Just call me

Gotta Be

Fly

Jamboree

2009

F.L.Y In the building (fast life yungstaz)

I gotta be I gotta be I gotta be I gotta be I gotta be
I gotta be the one you love, I gotta be
I

to get ugly
2021, my boy, I ain't wearing no buffies
Emerald diamond cuts, my nigga
Why the fuck would I tuck it? (Why?)
Hit the club and change

Live and Die

Nappy Roots

The Pursuit of Nappyness

2010

up the charts with number one hits
Shoot up the club with a full clip
How you like us now? The whole world till I dig, yeah
Hip-hop, the love of my

the fuckin club make it shake
Holding bad bitches by they waist
Pulling out and I’m busting on they face
Yeah that black henny in my cup
Got me friendly

come knock for some sugar when she see Bentley doors
I'm getting money, watch me back it up
Left the club put six hoes in the Nissan they was lapping up

your numbers up
My name in lights, you ain't done enough
You can't stop what I'm dreamin' up
Whole club shut down when I'm pullin' up
Peek round

say I’m on the menu, but I refuse to be eaten
I grind on the field just to ball on the weekends
And never go out to clubs ‘cause niggas tryna get even

kicks
Spirit on glow when I flex it
My vibe is magnetic
Cause they follow me around the club (Cause I'm too lit!)
Yasss! I'm hot like fire
The temp rise

to the ban
Con to the tact, move with the hand
Feelin really dry, ask me why
Red as the white, surrounding the eye

Spy, my drive by, you can try
To hide from

of the team?
Because I highly doubt it
Every man's got his limits
So we booked the venue out 
And now it's looking pretty overcrowded 
Surrounded, by lady Mona

calling me Banks now
Oh I got bank now
I'm at the Bank now
I know the teller
Nigga want weight now
Numbers look great now
You in the way now
I know

baby thats the wrong move And I know 
You thought that it was real cool 
I hate to break it to you baby I don't feel you 

Fuego 
Aye 
Why you be playing

can’t submit
Why bother if it’s all gonna turn to shit
Look, I know you wanna love but I just wanna fuck
Maybe you can find the right guy, with some luck

to die in my place
Gave up His life just to save
Now til the end of my days
I gotta mouth-mouth-mouth-mouth fulla praise
You got a number of reasons so

a riot
Put it to his dome, catch'em by surprise (Whoa!)
Why you always talking bout that nigga shit
Bout who be fucking who and who be killing shit
Always

nigga he a cub he a junkie sipping mud
Catch him lacking in the club slid on you an yo big cuz
What got him killed sipping mud slow reactions boy you dumb

first come out
Now he flamin up them charts in the club house
Try to see my shit like that what you talkin bout
I remember when I got popped by the Cheez

to offer
Pop out to the club or something
Met shorty with her friends and left with all they numbers
She mad I'm with my brothers,
I keep a tech because I'm

ain't got no chill
Just sold'm some weed now callin back for pills
Only dump them by the bundle got to get the whole package
I tried to be humble they

I used to flip five
For the dub
Just to blaze one
Then I put the white
Up in the club
To make their face numb
Now I make that bass bump
And the place

batshit they crips n they folks
how ya people savage, when all of y'all can vote

my gang is established, clientele is brad pitt
heard of me on datpiff n

Bro
Why are you not doing control A right now
I don't care I'm alive
As long as I'm alive
I'm gonna keep creating
And I'm gonna keep dropping
And I'm

Modra
A high flying, pack marking, goal kicking machine, he was any a coach's dream
Word had got out "this boy can play" they said
"Why we've never