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Bet not start no motherfucking problems
If a bitch beef with me then I got em
Bitch bet not start no motherfucking problems
If a bitch play with me

Yeah
Yeahyeahyeahyeahyeah
I live for the day when things are alright
Problems on the low cause I keep them all tight
Step-by-step i know we all have

seem to think we think are really not that major. There's problems in the world that we don't hardly understand, yet we b*tch about 'em talkin bout we

Feeling froggy lil nigga
Cause I got her screaming when I hit it doggy, lil nigga
Woah
Fuck it up
Don't think twice
Bad bitch hella thick with the bright

baby motha'
No disrespect but for real man 
I think l love her 
Lil mama so hood 
Lil mama so fly 
Wife beater with the denim's 
Vicky's Secret on her

Black Out

Young Thug

Jungle Rules

2017

the pills and liquor 'til we black out

My driveway cost a couple million just in cars
That loud weight, I just drop some chicken in that hole
Fly by you

way to a different life
Surrounded by fear and hate and wee see the bullets fly

Why are we like this?
Settle false problems but can't seem to see

Problems in a cup, Imma mix it up
Think less and speak more
Authenticity, damn I really need more
Everybody tellin' me I'll blow like C4
Kinda knew I'm hot,

lock
They gone sleep on me till I put em to a dead rest
Wayne is the greatest I been feeling like the next best

Got my music booming up in NYC

to misrepresent yes Nikki you did me wrong
But if that’s the game we playing then I’m about to play ball
Cause every little lady who wanted me in her drawls 
Got

my guala if you don't problems, we gone buss yo brain
Cause I keep a yoppa imma real don dada, a whole lotta stain
I think she addicted, she want me

Where the horns cannot provoke it
I just do my damn thing
On every damn line
And Bruce say we all damned in due time
So I'mma do mine
Cause I gots

hip
Trust no nigga ioon trust no bitch
Last nigga played got shot in his shit
Click clack what nigga I ain't finna play
How you wanna do it we can do it

On me

You might be a problem with a cause
Always on the edge of being lost
Tryna be the one who run the game now
But I don't think you ever

We with the gang gang gang gang
Had to switch it up on these fuck niggas
We got the money too
I got a virus (Eww)
I got the touch of the midas
Look

to see my performance
I walk straight through they all know who we are
More money mo problems quote by P Diddy
I won't stop I'm getting these millies
Man

but a word shorty get to saying something
And if we got a problem then them drummers get to drumming
Yea this music gon' take off
Watch these bitches

the rubber bands so baby let it bounce
Baby let it bounce

Lil baby run it back and let it bounce
I been getting to the money like I got non in my accounts
I

make a clap I told her give it up
Yeah bitch she finna pull up to the crib, she finna eat me up
These niggas got a motherfucking problem, come and beat

had to play it
I grew up on Wayne and Soulja slim
Why the fuck you soulja hating
My brother died I took that to the chin
Like fuck a conversation
Bro we

4 Eva

Jazze Pha

Thug Matrimony: Married to the Streets

2004

a man with manners
But I, think I can handle, bein a lil' romantic
Now we can Crist' it up or Moet it
I can kick gangsta shit or get ghetto poetic

you know we here to win, I might take your bitch and Might as well go make a demon kid
Brodie is a clown, it's like he got made up by Stephen King, ay,

stop it
No Houston but we riding round with them Rockets
Got my dick in they mouth like a fucking thermometer
45 Make em run a kilometer
Niggas do

no pussy, we grown
Lil baby, you can leave boo'd up
And I got my nigga Dom with me, twoski
We might need two sluts
I've been worried bout my pride too