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got that Worldstar like Beyonce 
Now carry on, I'm gonna go my way

All these bitches love Sosa, nigga, fuck yo 'Rari Rover
And yo' bitch just came

throwing stones Barry was following Them
Damn Carry no shame
I keep it real on the record I said I did it
Believe it My nigga right hand
And I'm still

Ladies Choice

Philly's Most Wanted

Get Down or Lay Down

2001

[Boobonic]
Yo, yo, ayyo
Who prefer to gain cheddar, find D and Tim' better,
stay coppin' letters, take ya bitch if ya let her;
clothes always sweaters,

Yup

Big Jay in this bitch not the little one

Not the little one

Fuck they Talking about

Yo
What can I say?
Yo nigga be trying to fuck on me but

to fuck
Ooh, go 'head, move that ass
Give a G a chance and let me clog the gap in ya pants
I can tell you a freak
By the way that you dance
Yeah, a AAA

negative balance
Swear everybody in my section be wild'n
And you see us, so don't be asking bout him or her or this or that
Cause on the real, the only thing

it
Pop dick in her mouth like a cherry
Mariah this Glock I carry
That gas you got generic
Push weight in this bitch like I'm Larry
Talk shit to your

write as I
Completed a letter to my biological mother, telling her
Why I was so afraid to reach out, that I finally felt heard
Even though she had not

seven, we're gonna drill you
FTYB, my niggas gon' kill you
I fuck on yo' bitch, she sweet as vanilla
Wait
I beat in her pussy, I beat it like Tekken
I fuck

close get out my way, she drive my boat, she love my wave
I let her stay, she by my side, you think you cray? I don't comply, shit
Ride around cause I

will be so much better with him
Even though I can't stand him for turning her against me
I can't bare to live in this life anymore with the pain that I

breast
Tell him get it off his chest 
Yo stay stressed
He flipping

Tell his ass get to stepping 
Watch his ass start dipping
Tear drops dripping
Mean

by ya address for some weeks I can’t mistake it

Like I can close my eyes & recite ya license plate letter placement

Been itching, to make you

Believe him
I could never depend on a nigga for better
Had to bust my own ass, I got nights writing letters
Try be me but a nigga could never
My brother

Yo ill news is the streets, a bum with no shoes
Down to his last cigarette, cold numb and Confused
c wife lonely and cfraid, her husband left her

tryna text
She gon be upset when it show her that i seen that text
It been like a week hoe you know im not responding back
Bitch i aint yo romeo
And you

or a bassinet
Her mama died and left her with a reality check
Now she tryina reap up, yo she past respect
Before she work, got to get right in the bathroom
Body

Never go down, we always gon' grow Just like Lil Uzi, I'm high as a crow
Never been lazy, I'm always on go I walk in the room and she take off her

been/
I got a yougin son so everything i do for him/
Tutor him do eything else but not choose for him/
Got my hands full I don't know what the future

I carry tools in a duffel bag
Hundred stacks made my pants sag
Unload on your mind then skirt in the ride
Nobody can find, that's by design
Tea bag

I can't simp for her
I tried to win with her
I get on instrumentals and I don't lose
I'm like Tyson
When I write songs
Yo fantom give me the next beat

the tree
I'm reaching my peak now i'm free
A sad man once told me
Boy clear yo head out
Fight by your lonely
Gon' stack yo bread up
Cursed be the man who

teather
My baby my angel
I change up her drip all white Gucci sweater
She took the time for da crime I'm writing a letter
Water everywhere on me I weather

Don't cross me you get one time
He said it's on sight I seen him two times

Ah yea, keep applying pressure all year
Only surrounded by real ones
Got