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I just spend your rent a day
Bet I made it back
All my pieces one of one
Rocking Real100Tech
All my bitches one and done
I divide 'em by they tat
All

Rollin

S.P.M.

SPM: The Purity Album

2000

En tontes ya me voy
Take the pain with the joy 
While I bang Pink Floyd
Ship em out the box
Sip Henn on the rocks
I bought 2 clubs and 3

Playing Games [Extended Version]

Bryson Tiller

Over It

2019

Gucci? No
All I ever asked was you to
Pick up the phone when you alone
All I ever asked was you to
Show me some love, kisses and hugs
No, I never had

wet on the floor

Like she came out the pool dripping 

RayBans got the juice dripping 

Tell em free uncle poose with it 

And if you riding with me

dawgy I ain’t tryna be famous
Correction need my rackaroni while I’m sitting fameless
Yo bitch love my vibe told me you be acting like an anus
Tell em

trust
Friend or foe, enemies or hoe
I don't know who tah dust
Bitches tell me it ain't even, so I don't know who tah fuck
Now look, I ride with ridahs,

the toy
He hopped out wylin'
Shooting crazy like Soulja Boy
Got him in the frame, snapped shots
Not a Polaroid
Thousand words I never said to the pigs
Keep

Dirty Laundry

Carrie Underwood

Storyteller

2015

laundry

If the neighbors get to asking, I won't cover nothin' up
I'll tell 'em every little detail, how you drug me through the mud
I'm gonna string up

along to Skynyrd on 11?

Yeah, tell Saint Pete
To save me a seat
On the tailgates of heaven

On the tailgates of heaven

I stopped by old man

to feel different
If I'ont pull up on a nigga do that make me distant
I was raised by the lies of some real Christians
And I still pray to God moving

drugs you took
Stuck in a nook
Forced to do it by the book
Even though I'm a rook

Here lemme tell ya a tale
You in jail gettin railed
A piece of rail

boy tell em
Just like a ticket
Ima sell em
When I see them
I compel them
They doing weed
But I don’t wanna smell em
Like a Principal I’m about to expel

I fucked her for free
And now you walk around like somehow you got one up on me
Nigga please, this your brother part
This nigga found Soulja Boy's

where should I start with 'em?
I can tell these young boys ain't got no heart in 'em
Niggas funny, you don't even like to talk with 'em
(Me either but we

so I'm here bridge it
Four pockets full, I'm too big for my britches
In love with the money, it's blowing me kisses
In love with the money, it's

out
Juice in your mouth
Juice from the south
Everybody go ahead and double cup
Let me tell you what this Juice shit about
Bitch I got the juice
Bitch I

niggas got them toys
One is just a soldier and one is just a boy
But when I hit you with them niggas make you crank that Soulja Boy
This is the muhfucking

I wear the cape in this town boy its feeling like it’s southy
It’s going down she’s going down she’s going southy
See me I’m probably laid back in

impossible
Aye love let’s be logical
Stop off
Hit em
Gotta go
Run yo mouf
So better know
We taking off
Blowing fumes
Astronauts
To the moon
Making hits
While

but I feel I gained more
Headaches but you tell me let it go
And I feel I don't know where I'ma go
If I'm on the right track let me know

Start off by

bruh
The way I'm sitting cozy on the beat like its a sofa
I spit the facts real watch me tellem like I’m soulja boy
I hit the track with conviction

feeling alright
Alright
Lets get it what's popping
Im cruising down my city now
Tell me who got a problem
Fuck around ima solve em
Twelve gage pump fill em

that chip on my body 

Man fuck a shoulder 

Tell em boys like I was soulja

Im the best in this here borough 



Nigga trust me I been through 

Golden

brudda caught a case
I'll see em by July
Yea
I'm waisting it down
Still don't know when I come down
Say she wanted love
I'm in love with my life
Boy I