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gotta be by the speaker
By the DJ where they smokin' on reefer
I'll be in the club track suit track suit
Fuck the dress code I'm lookin' like eeeyah
Drink

magazine(Ajajaj)
Lebo som fashion-killa (A-ha)
Lebo som jak z inej dimenzie (Ye)
Bola by to fantázia, keby sa niekedy dali vypnúť emócie (Ye)
Bola by to fantázia,

jeden myśliwy i zaczął nadawać jak uciekała jedzona teraz antylopa
Ale ekipa na pełnej spince w końcu pod wieczór ją dorwała

Bum bum bum nasuwał bęben na

her by me so that I can go and I can lay
Every night we go...
We go...
Every night I go...
On her bum I go...
...
We go...
Yeah we go...
Every night I

it’s already done
I hear my flow in that song, that lil boy my son
He tryna bite off lil Xhu, ‘cause he know he a bum
(Hm-m-m-m)
I’ma get her right
She

Okay, alright, so now we do our outro
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Thank you Birkenstock
Even though we're not sponsored by Birkenstock

gotta stand firm
Neva tell
They knew dat boi
Had uh temper
If u push my button
U kno how I’m comin
My nigga
Coming by my lonely
I rep Members Only
Don’t

Flip the script 
Now Imma dip
I'm gone 
Yeah you fucking missed 
You got your pick 
Move on
Really sad you is 
Mad bum bitch 
Tucson 
I know I'm that kid

I wanna sit by the fireplace
Laughing with you
But this postcard
Is painted in blue
The smell of pine cones is far away
And not cutting through
Not

Kik That Shit
Real nigga man my AK's are my body guards
She know I been through shit by my looking at My body scars
She said baby you are perfect

the line
Between the good and the bad
I'm the voice in your head
You never knew that you had
Mmmmm
Cause they come out at night
In a march one by one
You

Yeah we Passing you by
Look at the drip on me
When I walk down these streets
Suited all black With heat
Call me Keanu reeves
John wick I’m Lethal
We not

g*****
Do you feel me?! Am down to ride to my dying days
Don't be surprised by fifty n***** with hand grenades
We mob, it ain't no telling where we going

make a movie
By Johnny Casino 
Hollywood Star
Like Tarintino 

Baby
I want you and 
Baby 
I need you
Baby 
Why can't you
Just come over 
I'm looking

this ( I earned it baby)
Yeah I wish a bum hater would tell me I ain't made my name (I made my name)
I work hard and I go get it, if you ain't at my

everything legit
Bitches think this a diss
Get your funds up sis
Hella bums on my dick
Nails toes gliss
Hoes I ain't ever had shit
Aint never had this
Aint

trying to bring clarity
And i’mma take what belong to me
Money and the whips I don’t care about fame
Imma walk up in the dealership
Looking bum as fuck

liquor weed my nigga
Hit the time clock
Smile at the hella OT
OG on Kush OD my nigga uh
I come to work every bum ass day
Bust my ass every minute
For this

Bow down kiss the ring 
Up next offsprings 
Airing out everything 
Put them under my wings 
Hardly wasn't a ting 
Put us under a bing 
Bum a clot we

Even if you let me die
I'd lose it all To have you right by my side
I'd wait for months
For you to realize
I'm what you want
But you're just one of those

Shawty wanna fuck I tell her come thru
Man got her mad what that bum do
We bout to do some things we can't undo
Then I never call back more she

little cardboard bum bum’s
Always safe in our little cardboard home
You can be whatever you want to be
An astronaut, a pirate, or just stay a little baby

You were the shit in high school, you a bum now
All them jokes hit different when I come ‘round
Lotta dudes wanted to rap, they all done now
Im still

right on me for that lil bum boy who told
Family stay ten toes got them guns covered up in platinum gold
And we cold
Got that dough
Lil bro put you