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get tight when he see her, runnin' round with some dudes, he be like
Baby, I been here, where the fuck have you been
Baby, I been goin' mental, I been

live to be crazy, but cool
I'm an adventurous spirit
And there ain't no one out there like me

Deep in my heart
Deep in my heart
I'm a Rebel
A Rebel,

babies in her mouth
This a daycare?
Rick James, nigga, fuck your couch this ain't Wayfair,
Start at three? snuck his ass at two I don't play fair
Linked

don’t pick you in the end 
And it was so good, so good
Me and you, until I sank what you knew
And it was much better 
Saying forever to the truth 
Than

I think God breathed on this
Donda dropped yeen on shit
J Cole still on top of his shit
Kendrick nem still all in the mix

Why you think you'll watch

for you
Can't describe
Can't stop diving
Whatcha doin' tonight
Whatcha doin' tonight?
Don't be afraid to cry
Cause I'll be by your side
Oh my baby

Breathing
The Thong in her mouth a Secret
She Cummin but she aint screamin
Im turning Good Women Freaky
They Begging Me Not to Leave Them
You scared and got

a little closer
I can see it in your eyes
You're the type of guy to let the night pass you by
I ain't got time for the white lies
Move ya body ova here

pullup 8 leg spider
Im gonna stuff this
Bitch
No i cant hear you
Talk up
Yeah she know
That Im a young
Bossed up
Watch me splurge
Yeah she know
Im Like

With my boys, yea, you know we finna roll up
Just like some cops, we leave a hole in you like donuts (Blow!)
This ain't no funny shit, yea, we not in

your head on my shoulder
Just me and you getting lost somewhere
If we end up in Colorado, some town that we don't know
Baby I don't care
'Cause it

If you thought by dawn we're good
We've been misunderstood
No lies that you need to tell
When your brown eyes show me
We could be down for real
When

me body
Give me body

Now don't go asking bout' that body count
Coz you know since you baby
Ain't nobody count
So I'm just trying figure out what

wrong
Now I'm cryin for you baby...for you to come back home

Yeah my heart beats so loud, when it's bangin on an empty soul
Care more about you baby

baby
Things on the way you feel me

Back to back shows we want more paper
Skinny I know but the bank's weighed up
I pass on them hoes I'll see her later

So I'm Tupac how i get around 

Murdah Baby would say No Cap

Ewaaaahhhh
Hey 
Hey 
Hey 
Hey hey 
Hey
You can't tell me nothing 
I'm Big Kanye

... (Ready, ready)
Are you ready to get
In this Ride? (Skrrr skrrr)
Cause you be looking good
But we never on time
We never on time
Girl I'm comin' thru
You

’m actually whispering
Hoping that someone will pass by me wandering
But I’m my room listening a good song
Tripping, boy, tripping, I got my facts wrong

See i

Welcome Back to the Ghetto

Spice 1

Spiceberg Slim

2002

k-a-keepin' it poppin'
You a veteran like me, a good job ain't an option
Who the hell is gonna hire a villain, an ex-con?
Tattoo's and stab wounds come back

the birds at
Deduct it (Alright)
Business ain't something that you fuck with (Deduct that shit)
Taking baby steps in, this adult shit
Moving money smart, not

Gotta spoil my baby
Finally got it I flaunt it
I got my toddler crawling round in 11's
I'm still haunted by the pain of knowing I couldn't get em
Kid only

at working wood
If you're thinking that I can't, boy I bet I Could
Hard headed, boy, I don't fall off the tree
But I'll disappear if I see it ain't for me
I

good to be off work
Cuz in this moment I'm so free, ah
Sunday mornin' I ain't going to church 
(No church no sir)
I'm blessed for sure, ah 
I'd rather be

bout to get hazy
So amazing when you level up
So hot you wake the Devil up
Ice cold got my bezels up
Eatin good now I got a lil gut
Check the score we