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Slippin

Waka Flocka Flame

Slippin'

2014

nigga
Asshole by nature, fuck it I'm Trey
Run that tank nigga like it's a relay
You really pussy that's what the streets say
Fuck who you know nigga, you

Peaceful Journey

Heavy D & the Boyz

Peaceful Journey

1991

another
So in essence, a friend could be considered a brother
You laugh and you play a lot, you talk and you say a lot
But when it's time to feel

gotta weigh Out
We got beef Like Ah steak house 
We hit licks Thats Ah steak Out

We Got everythang At Da TrapHouse if You want It gotta pay now
I Cant Do

a stainless
Put 'em out they misery, Saint Luis Rams
No competition when it come to the pen
I'm like damn
Soto back in the mix, they like damn
See me stacking

Okay wait we gon' tell these baes today we got no cape aye
Huh yeah I'll take a shot it's like a fadeaway
I sing a lot amazing grace
I'm faded get my jay

want you to go home
(Home)
With me All the time!
Never think about it
Baby I just need you by my side! Yeah!
(By my side)

You're my Luv3r!
In my eyes

gone pop me? It won't be no nigga in this room(No nigga in this room)
Who gone stop me? Can't be stopped, not by even you(Not by even you)
Who gone top

put me
At full salute
You shaking that thang
Like a pair of dice
I'm trying to roll
And get lucky wit you
I throw a lot of money
Back it up, up
Use that

back that's word like a spelling bee
One of the best to ever do it 
And I got the flow to prove it 
I don't care but who is and what you doing you a lose

yeah, it's like that

For my one true
Our run's our rhyme
For my one
One true
For my one true
Our run
Our run
Run's
Our
Rhyme

Hey you, don't

I look at my phone like it glitched

You already know my dogs all bite no bark
They some silent pits

I'm a chef with this nina
I'll up if I needa

The grace like this

Nowadays they only do it for the Clout
And nowadays they only want You for the 
Clout
All this Strife in my head
Think I should've been

(Oof)
It ain't what it seems to be (Hmmm)
If she drives an Altima (Yeah)
She got baby father (Uh-huh)
You don't want the drama (No sir)
Brother, walk away

like I'm high
It feels like we tight yeah
It feels like we tight
The feeling is right I can't even lie
Want you every night
Let's jump on a plane
Fly

Time for the N9ne because I'm the chosen
Never gotta be foolish to get the dough
Like a lot of you actin' up on TV to get a ho
You don't wanna have

a change like Obama From bringing O's in
You remember them deep dishes On sidekicks
Posses on Broadway with the side chicks
Sir Mix-A-Lot I got a pot of fix

the back forty
By my redneck wife
'Cause the redneck life is the only life for me, yeah

Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of Dew
Mix it with a trickle of Dickel

giving lot of love but it is like they rolled a dice
Woman singing
Yeah
We on the verge of something new
Will it work out I don't got one clue
I ain't no

give it an estimate
Don't want that lil bitch she fuck off the element
Step on these niggas necks like a Elephant
Fuck is you talking for? You too

Coming at me with them basic bars
It's like trying to mix with one deck off
You must be well off your head
I'm ten steps ahead of the rest
You'll get left

Why your watch look like it's flooded in the fog?
When there's shots why you runnin why not jog?
Where's your pea shooter not the pea brain in

Yeah
(Grrrt, brrrt)
She don't want mud this time
She love me she love me not
I mix the slime with wok
Talking bands I got a lot
Talking friends I

Digital Display

Ready for the World

Ready for the World

1985

to make your digits want to show
Digital display, I could turn you off by day
From your digital display

You always did know how to make one beg
For they

Brick came mix taped, whiped 'til my wrist ache
Sugar said she wants triple S' of the five
Four and a door, have a pebble by the night

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