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the truth
Dior drip on my shoe
Count the hunnits by two
100 bands thought you knew
Weigh it up on the triple beam
Sippin syrup having blue dreams
Crack double

must be crazy, nigga
Onе song for my deluxe is all I need to do
These puppies barkin'
They done bit off more than they can chew
My album just dropped
I'm

[Intro: Young Jeezy]
Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this by the way nigga, some real shit right here nigga
This'll be

My President

Flo Rida

Platinum Beats 2009

2009

Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you

man
Switch that undergrad over to this other plan
But she snap back at me like a rubber band
More concern cause she swim in the gutter (Come on Ma!)
I

(Got the beat by Powers and we just made a banger)

Uh, get your mans
If you switchin' up then tell me in advance (yeah, ayy)
Sticky hold, red

he ain't gon' up nothin'
He think he smart and he smooth
But you got caught son
You keep on lyin' to dudes like they didn't catch me stop lyin'
Same

tags, something light, I don't feel it

Young stunna, I be runnin' bands, fuck a limit
Yeah, you can never count like this
Brother' rolling off a deuce,

down to play with my children
Now I got bands, I'm playin' with millions
But, I can't lie and say, "I don't miss you"
Knowin' the I'm Him album

nuts, then I (yeah)
Check my ball hair (what?), make sure it's all there (yeah)
Then call the pallbearer (yeah)
It's Music to Be Murdered By again, why

the time
That pass along gone
That pass along gone
The life we're missing
Labels, like the street appeal
Secret never been revealed
But, said they'd seal

planted
Finding my escape route, kicks not landed
Boys by my side, these strings are tandem

Weapons in bars, it's danger I hand em
Risky rollin dice, that

Vegas roll like this
Let's seal the deal by lifting up that trophy with a kiss

World champions. World champions
Red, White, Blue? We the ones
World

Black or White

Sunz of Man

Saviorz Day

2002

Life is reality, reality is life (Sunz of Man album)
Life is reality, reality is life (Sunz of Man album)
Life is reality, reality is life (Sunz

good
Lord you ever eat the pancake buffets? I
Gained so much weight
I had to buy relaxed-fit
Condoms by the time I left there
It was ridiculous and I

Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small

It's return of the golden child
Son of a blues player so who are you
Player? Y'all awaited the true savior
Puffin' that tropical, cups of that vodka
Too

very clearly a joke
Sweet, yeah, yeah. The doggy dish line is the only one
That's made me nervous, because it's a little bit out of the blue
Out of left

dollar bill

I blow a hundred bands just to fuck around with
That ho that you in love with
The ho I mess around with
Come fuck with a Taylor
Blue

the greatest rhymes
Learn a thing or two from pioneers ahead of all the times
Working on an album, Jay produced, let me speak the truth
Ready or not, here we

work with nobody I don't know
Son Rob came to OT runnin' with the crodies
All my niggas by the Grumpies stay screaming fuck the police
3580 is the addy

bows in the jotty
I need bows in the safe I need bows in the raiffe
I need bows with the quickness bows by the date

I got bows on the table bows by

me by my last name
I'm feeling I'm not apart of this
On my momma side
I'm more partisan
It's obvious
Record called Pollard
But I'm talking to Amarionte

Roses are red, violets are blue 
Your ass looks phat and I wanna feel it too
Pardon me miss, don't mean to get you confused
But Could it be that