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Put the lead to your dome
Bitch, I'm about to empty the chrome
Got a real ass bitch, give me head until I'm dead
Until I'm gone
That's my lil' bae, she

kickin me nowhere youngin
Im now in my 30s want your pant dirty dog I
Can hadle that for ya
Just a big just a bad thats a?
Got so much shit on my mind
Boy

New God Flow.1

Ghostface Killah

G.O.O.D. Music: Cruel Summer

2012

sign, can't nobody hold me down

Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that body
Come and have a good

Yeah mm hmm
Yeah
Turn me up trad
The plug just called said he really need me
Knowing damn well im trying to stop selling
He said you the realest that

get a chance to run never fold  like a mother fucking bankroll i got a stash that can hold what the bank  nigga  i never fold  never told never rated

I got 700 bitches in my roster
Used to call me big boss
Always kept the shades on my body, rick ross
Only rocking chains on my body big dog
So you

every four bars
Drive 97 accord can't afford sports cars
Blow me off now oh wow that's a poor start
When you come back i'ma really slam the door hard,

I'm So Hood

Trick Daddy

We the Best

2007

me put your hands up (hood) 
My hood niggas can you stand up (I'm so hood)
If you not from here you can walk it out 
And you not hood if you don't

No Rick Ross, I stack my chips 

Jeans to be a boss 

No Kris Kross 

Imma be a rich bitch 



( Outro ) 

Don’t leave me 

Don’t break me 

My heart

They wanna f*ck with a boss. Everyday hustle I feel like Rick Ross yea. Heard that they taking a loss. Trapped all inside they be locked in a box

thou' on my pants, I'ma cash cow
Every day I'm on cash route, big dog, make a nigga back down
Rick Ross, pockets all fat now, did it without the crack

a couple thou' on my pants, I'ma cash cow
Every day I'm on cash route, big dog, make a nigga back down
Rick Ross, pockets all fat now, did it without

Say she want a man like me
That’s crazy and cool like me
She wanna count on me
Type of nigga that hold it down like me
I, I, I know
I, I, I know
Said

time
(So you can hold me down) Bonnie
Daddy need you bad
You konw what you could do with a half a key?
Come on, and smash with me

[Chorus]

*BEEP*
[Dave

Too Much for Me

Nas

The Streetsweeper, Vol. 1

2003

To keep you loving me 
And its just to much for me 
To not have you by my side 
Cause no matter what your going through 
You know that I'm gon' ride yea

i had to get that shit all by my lone
I was stressing waiting on blessings now but I'm right back in my zone
Bitch don't play with me Please don't try

Cuban Linx
Calm ya ass down that shit you spit is too intense
It's fun to watch but lyrically it don't make no sense
Told my girl trust me I ain't out

blast off.

Fuck with the click. Andd we clipping yo ass, 
with the cap off.(boom)

I'm going in with the mask off.
Come in this shit with the Rick ross

He like the way I roll up
I’m the controller
Texas hold ‘em like poker
I can’t move to fast
Had to go quick like dash
That’s what I’m incredible at
It

of the breeze
That's breathing life back into my seed
Intimacy,
Finest way of showin' your free
Bird to a bee,
Flyin' with a flap of your wings
A beak that can

freeze

Like Rick James
Fire in the hole
Everybody in the zone
Baby hold my phone
Like what? (oh oh oh oh oh oh)
Rick James
Fire in the hole

CHARLOTTE:
I’m sorry.  I can’t sing.

RICK:
Levi, what’s going on?

ROBERT:
Shhh!

DEVIN:
With a beautiful voice like yours of course you can.

CHARLOTTE:
I…

through the dirt
But I'ma make you eat your words (I hope you offended)
You can try to hold me down, but you better let me up
'Cause you're only gonna

live to whip a purple Lamborghini with the white walls
No Rick Ross, I work hard, I play hard, I'll max out my black card

I remember when these chicks