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Young Shaney Jay he the plug boy

Waarheid I'm only gonna spit the waarheid
Waarheid I'm only gonna give the waarheid
Waarheid I'm only gonna live

Universum Gin
Ich find' Uri Geller schlimm
Mach' ein U8 Magic-Trick
Wo ist Robbery jetzt hin?

Ba-Ba-Baby-Boy I'm legend
Sag, warum machst du kellek?

by the G
Formula 1 the way she drivin' it, but I don't split the pie with it
I'm just servin' her the D, like a janitor with keys
Ain't no point in

the mike Tyson in me ( ablib yell)

Now baby roll up my weed 
Cause I've had a stressful week 
All of them  bills due and I ain't been paid this is weak

Jealousy go dey
Yawa go dey
If you leave me bae
Omoh see gobe
You can call me Morningstar

You be diamond  oh you be queen
With you by my side I be

grape
Beat a roll in dust down
Wrap you up in duct tape
I just want the motherfuckin' bills
Like a duck face fuck love, fuck hate
Young Dolph still

a young boy and they
Plannin on killin me i got the sauce
Please don't ask for the recipe
Baby wan feel on me
She brought like two a piece
Bring em all in

even stop to see a vet
Baby boy like Jody
I ain't got no time to see me evette
I've been on the road
Traveling to different cities
I've been on the road

blurred by
Calcium deposits from dirty water that builds up
Just one of the ways they keep us down and they bills up
Real stuff google it bruh, ain't

no, come Baby-k
Nuovi affari, non ne fare, che non sei Bill Gates
4 pali, cash in mano e fotti Sara Jay 
Controllo la folla come il deejay 
Mettimi

Yeah haha
What's the time bro ha

I'm the fucking man I'm the fucking man
We the only reason you exist baby
I'm the fucking man I'm the fucking man

can't tell you how I feel about it,
F&N triggers had his brains spillin' out it 

Rapped up in these sheets, barely fed in these asylums
All these boys

lil bitch got a fever
She eat dick, I gotta feed her
I'm alone, I don't need her
To the money I changed my demeanor
Whatchu doin' you not doin' it right

hit the road and do all these shows, you with a rockstar baby you know how it go.

We getting racks stacking up, wanna take ah trip, take flight

Yeah
Yeah Yeah

Yeah
Ah yeah
I 
I mean
I mean
I mean
I mean
Yeah
Making that money boy
Yah 
I mean 
Making that money yah 
I mean 
Uh
Yeah
I just

they come haters shook
I done changed all the rules, I didn't play by the book
Score your girl, she a hoop, she bring it back like a loop
My shit gravy

New Orleans

Grace

FMA

2016

changed
I don't know if I could be yours
I don't play a game
All you boys are the same
Everyone complains
Not anymore
(It's gotta be, gotta be more)

can't say we don't do drive-bys, I'd be lying
And what's the difference anyway long as them niggas dying?
Kel-Tec came from Delta, 5056 bullets flying

Peace, what up dog? Yeah yeah yeah yeah
You know what it is man
Same shit ain't nothing changed
Out here getting it
Doing what I was supposed to be

To make my baby is happy
I can't deny ooh boy you got me strong
My arms are open wide
You're the reason why I Exhale (Exhale)

When you're loving my body

Bush to call Bill Clinton
And have him call Monica Lewinski
‘cause the boy is spittin’
I’m sick with it they got
Me watchin’ my rear view
I’m looking for

Alixers made by strippers in painted glitter

Everybody talking they ain't poppin' as now
But come around, we in your city and we droppin' it down, like

hope you love me too (do you love me too, baby?)
I feel so grateful to have found you

Now, let me tell the story about the boy and girl (And now I see)

Just yesterday you walked on by
And like the dream I'm having every night
You turned around and smiled right back at me
But a dream like this should