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eyes
Oh fuck I might cry
Oh fuck I might cry
From your face to your thighs
But then you whords and your lies
From you smile to your eyes
Oh fuck I might

their lights on everyone.
It’s just a taste of what is faced,
By those who march,
By those displaced,
How will your history eulogise you?
Fences, borders,

clothes in my room, yeah
And that's my number one rule
As long as you do that, we bool
Yeah, as long as it's us, not you
If you broke as the fuck nigga move

at the mouth
She'll be payin' the price
Get to swingin' that motherfucker
Get to slicin' and dicin'
(Fuck them hatin' ass hoes)
Oh you ain't know?
One thing I

the hell did I do?
Hey just shut the fuck up black bitch
Wait a minute, you ain't gotta be pullin' me by my motherfuckin hair!
Let go of my motherfuckin

that they miss me
My archive got more plays than your main
My my
My archive got more plays than your main
I been getting racks but I think I'm going

sneak me from the shadows (Shadows)
Niggas tryna get me from the hollows (Hollows)
I been tryna' do SB (SB) and you been tryna' fuck with me (Whew, Whew)

Shawty I wanna fuck
Shawty I wanna fuck
Shawty I wanna fuck
With you

Shawty I wanna fuck
Shawty I wanna fuck
Shawty I wanna fuck
With you

Shawty I

Archive clothes freshly imported
Bomber Raf jacket with something gorgeous
Number Nine denim fresher than a tourist
Phillip Plein tee Fashion week

I devoted my life to history
I dig through the archives of our love
And contemplate all the pain and sadness
And joy from below and above
I spend my

here, fuck you thought?
Bumping, smoking that Newport
Ho keep talking bout "fuck me"
Man, fuck that bitch
Ho told you she ain't fuck me
Then I'll fucked

Blick bleh
34 ha

Bands, stuck bag it up
Nigga get to close, bet that Glock back it up
(Bah, bah, bah)
Ratchets, thotties, baddies, fuck
Can't be

jeans, designer, way down to my socks, yeah
You gotta match up to my fly, I can't get caught with an impostor
I can go back in my archive, I have these

Leanin', leanin'
Leanin', leanin'
And baby, when you look into my eyes
You know why they open wide
Leanin', leanin'
Leanin', leanin'
All of these

shut the fuck up black bitch
Wait a minute, you ain't gotta be pullin me by my motherfuckin hair! Let
go of my motherfuckin hair!
Hey just step the fuck

other words you can shut the fuck up
She say money, hold up, I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck, nah, I don't give a fuck

I'm money hungry, I'm

In Her Voice

MoneyBagg Yo

RESET

2018

(Trust issues)"
In my words, fuck the stress, I want you at your best (Your best)
The fact you here show you down, I gotta confess (I tell you)
Just let

Archive of loving senses, romantic hope beyond mood
Chasing distance, into a failed silence
Beauty of dying, my last share of loving you
Missing all

Saw your life
Pass by four times
In words and letters,
In pictures and slides

These casual ties
These victims of time
I tend to them, but still they

italique (waow)
Ils ressentent la panique, la mécanique
Des échos comme si j'venais rapper dans les Calanques (waow)
S/o Dubble 6.7, fuck le 17 comme 13

Fuck tha Police

N.W.A

Street Soldiers [Priority]

1992

And nothin' but the truth so help your black ass?"

"You Goddamn right!"

"Won't you tell everybody what the fuck you gotta say?"

Fuck the police comin'

Fuck tha Police

N.W.A

Straight Outta Compton [Bonus Tracks]

1988

And nothin' but the truth so help your black ass?"

"You Goddamn right!"

"Won't you tell everybody what the fuck you gotta say?"

Fuck the police comin'

Fuck You

Cam'ron

Confessions of Fire

1998

[background]
Fuck you, fuck you, fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuccccccck yooooooooou  
(repeats throughout the song)

By this time I see y'all I say

You heard that uhh that new Loss Daze by by that Kid Bootz
Naw naw mayne I ain't heard that I ain't heard that
Mayne fuck wrong wit you mayne you