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She still fucking and she got a man this bitch is so bad
See her looking when I come in and she knows the program
Face is looking happy and she keeps

fault nigga no remorse no pretention
And all you needed was reflection
Not to mention
Soon you'll see
You put these limits on yourself
Man in full swing

my momma that
I'm doing pretty good and I'll be just fine
Hung up my phone, still being chased by my shadow
Hopped up on a train, mind the gap, I'm

No man can lead a fam better then me
It's cool I can finally exhale 
No bad vibes I hope all's well
Relationships might face a challenge

Band
Better
Ask ya mans
If you go against me
He'll never rap again
I put pad to pen
I mean pen to pad
I go ape and act an ass
Collect my dough then dash

I’m in Outer-space on Mars
So you want to come up with the best plan
Y’all better listen up to the Sheft man
Look Ma I’m cloning now Now you can say

like pb Nd jam

I'm magic like
Alakazam

When yu hear the

I gotta just do ma lil dance
Me and gang together like a clan

Lil bitch fly south like

want dick
These Oceanside hoes man they really are a trip
But they'll set yo ass up for a beer and a cig-
Arette, better yet for an 8th of some mid
Grade

ain't no hoe or no bitch in his particles
If it's a jam then I'm getting up outta there
I made a man out a kid now I'm proud of him
See-through the fake

all in all, I'm just the sum of you and all your mans
So don't talk to me 'bout no summer jams
Hunnid bands or that conversation just completely ends

man
That's a far stretch like MJ in space jam
Can't a young man have a vision anymore
Too busy can't answer every phone call
I'ma get mine dawg better

Yeah you know how we do it, funk flex, big kap, def jam
The tunnel, ruff ryders, let's go baby
Ruff ryders (we in here!)
Ruff ryders (we stayin

jam back in the day was ""Eric B. for Presi""

Rude boy composer, step to me you're over
Brothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra
MC shorty black,

Summa Tha Time

Black Sheep

Non-Fiction

1994

Back when park jams found me trying to see the band
Until parties in the centre saw DJs as the man
A bird, a plane, feel the breeze changing lanes
I

Niggas hardly on my level
Don't get comfy change sofas
I been running with some villains by running i mean forest
Bitch you better run too when I call

the love in the passion
Paradise dreams that money could buy
That bundle talk got heaven talking through skies
I been praying for the better days
I been

I Love My Bitches (ILMB) lyrics
VERSE 1 (Satuye)
And brotha,
I’m staring this off right with all my hunnies by my side, I got some treats to keep ‘em

What we do on cam
Like you got amnesia
Forget about ya man
You keep it extra juicy
Baby never bland
Smooth criminal
Take you high
Neverland
Better

fuck to Nicki
Doonies beat down till we breakin the bed
Hit it quick by the side while her legs to her head
Eat the pussy like food, want my soul to be

same game plan

Everybody in the world wanna make it man

Everybody in the world wanna make a jam, and everybody in the world wanna make a grand

these blicks that they ain't gon' use
Crack the hoe, I hit her, Bestie, bitch, I get him by the twos
I can chase a bag and a bitch, man, I don't gotta

I popped his nose
How you claim you real, you out here beefin' by some boppin' hoes
When it's time to drill, get in that field, ready, lock and load

throwin' them rocks and you hidin' your hands
When you caught in a jam, know you'll tell on your mans
Ever since I was young, yeah, I knew I'm the man
So I

food
When I build up this brand, boom
I'll get my sister, my mother up out of this jam soon
I'll blossom and bloom, like flowers in the spring don't