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dope
Met a bitch named Dave, hit her and split her like a loaf
Plug told me if I want to turn, then meet him by the coast

Always make a play so you can

the fuck you niggas here for?
Talking out your neck can get you slapped up in your ear hole
Swear these niggas acting man these niggas Dave Shapiro
Niggas

The jury's seated in the box
cs she applied the crimson lipstick
Like some winsome Goldilocks
Twelve angry men could not convict her
But as for little Dave

Walk out the pad with nikes on
This that toe drag swag right by the pylon
Minds gone from aerosol fumes straight out the krylon
Yall Rappers like

Her daddy was a surfer, she grew up on the waves
Her mumma was a waitress, down in "Tiki Daves"
She was born in July, took her first steps in

Porsches, Forbes list, yah
I need it, I need it
Ayy, shit, fuck it I'm rich, bitch
Like Dave Chappelle, famous clientele
Meet me on the corner

and disappear like Dave Chappelle I'll come back
Pick the mic up and still be the realest at the show
You never know how life can change, like Obama campaigns

popping bottles with my girls
Buy me this, buy me that, buy me diamonds, buy me pearls
He said he want to take a ride, but he afraid of my curves
This a big

Or fall asleep with everything, that I hesitate
And all those nights that you would find
The whiskey bottle by your side
This is a Song For Fallen Friends

to Dave Chappelle
Too much promotion is it worth the hassle?
Now you just a genius at the bar tryin' a mac, what you work for apple?
Man I'm worse than

a lil bitch on the strip
She asking me do I know Tammy
She at the yacht party getting piped down
By my nigga lil Sammy
Yea

I'm on a jet right now
Really

When I get older losing my hair
Many years from now
Will you still be sending me a Valentine
Birthday greetings bottle of wine
If I'd been out till

When I get older losing my hair
Many years from now
Will you still be sending me a Valentine
Birthday greetings bottle of wine
If I'd been out till

of one day to have a Hollywood mansion
Damn son, what was you on?
Fucking the assistant of Sir Scooter Braun
Distracted by the scene
Didn't know I was

Ghetto Boyz ayy, ayy (yeah)

I got what you want, I got what you need
Nigga (Woo)
Get a check by my lonely, I don't need niggas
(I don’t need niggas)

When I get older losing my hair
Many years from now
Will you still be sending me a valentine
Birthday greetings, bottle of wine?
If I'd been out till

When I get older losing my hair
Many years from now
Will you still be sending me a valentine
Birthday greetings, bottle of wine
If I'd been out till

ever leavin' (I don't know)
The DJ put my record on, she dancing to my shit (Ooh)
Damn that booty got me all entranced by moving it (Hot mama)
Like she

Shampoo bottles all on the shelves
Roll up the blunt then I eat so well
Gucci Sliders, Louis belt
Pissing them off like Dave Chapelle
All I need is

Whiskey bottle by his hand
Women run off with another man
Man lies dying in the hall
Nobody gives a damn at all
In the ghetto 
The ghetto of love

in the twins
Twenty-twenty-three
I'm bringin' pressure to the biz
By twenty-twenty-four
I'll have these rappers in a bib
my son
I tell her how it was

youngin' got life, stressin'
Wonderin' if we'll forget him
Back then for six racks, get 'em
Now times that by ten just for rentin'
It ain't 'bout

more holes in the floor we ain't poor no more

Couldn't get Enough to get by wonder how we growed
Walking barefoot wearing hammy down clothes
Couldn't

Close To Me

G-Unit

T.O.S.: Terminate on Sight

2008

poppin' dem bottles
By 12 O'clock, we be poppin' dem models
Yeah, Falsetto, the club go crazy like,"OOH! OOH! OOH! Baby!"
Okay, bottle Rozay
Girlie seen