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It's so good it got me askin' when that bubble gonna pop
She alighted from her throne
To light my life up my left brain told by right
It's okay, she

don't rob me
Your bitch waving at me, when I pass by
Poke me if you catch me online
I'm a cash cow, I ain't paying for a pussy bitch tho
You're a lame

Glamour in Dior heads turn like a page
LA nightlights as we zoom on by
Rich boy lifestyle yeah on cloud nine
Bars sick give these niggas some meds

Shit got me feeling like I’m waking up in Italy
Right next to this chic named Isabella Baking mini-me's
I’m Bout to go trip
Then jump up on the route

Sex
Appeal
On
Fleek
Drop it now let the beat slow down
When you see my chics turnin’ up
The flow is in town
Press the replay button
It’s poppin’ in ya

Sex
Appeal
On
Fleek
Drop it now let the beat slow down
When you see my chics turnin’ up
The flow is in town
Press the replay button
It’s poppin’ in ya

Speaking yet beyond all Human tech
Offical specs we breaking knecks slap done with bo flex chill
Accept the frequency switch the freakiest chics is feeling

Let's Go
My only soul is what I can't defeat, never did I mean to believe in such chic
More than a life less than a soul I'm bound to this place like

It's warfare motherfucker
Ain't nothing fair no one cares but your mother
And even that chic don't really give a shit
She just got to say she do so you

before so

Ennui
Are we
On fleek
All week
All chic
All sittin pretty, please

Same things
Same plan
Same game
Same dance
Same faces
All the same places

I

I don't know, all I know is that chic ain't going no where
Hahaha I know you right girl.
She must think she all that like calling out her sponsors

of the hill
I'm the king of the hill
Shitting myself on the top of the world
'Cause I'm the king of the hill
I'm too pure-hearted for the boredom chic peeps

fun, by myself, perfect combination
No wonder why I'm out there a sublime sensation
Way too much to think of, waste time and then get sick of
Show you my

food is wrapped in the fridge with a written date
So now I'll probably wait
Get some chic fil a
Try another day
Then it rots away
And I'm talking bout

If you talk crap
You will get your mouth slapped nigger
And your chic getting rammed
In the back back nigger
That's like clap clap nigger
And I clap

Wave of emotions drifting by
My inner spirit's flying high
I'm letting go saying goodbye
To all the pain inside
No fallin down right back on track
No

I was young and foolish, I was blinded by the lust
So I wasn't really thinkin' that a condom was a must
I was gettin' laid, and ironically I didn't

I was young and foolish, I was blinded by the lust
So I wasn't really thinkin' that a condom was a must
I was gettin' laid, and ironically I didn't

Chicfila I want you, I need you, but it's Sunday
Chicfila I want you, I need you, but it's Sunday

Chic-Fil-A you're the love of my life
If it were

I'm Hot

Erick Sermon

Urban Vibes

2002

eyes but mine are greener
(I'm Hot) I keep it simple like add and subtract
One color, everything I rock is black
Like that black chic black whips

Fine Line

Funkmaster Flex

The Mix Tape, Vol. 4: 60 Minutes of Funk [Clean]

2000

kit
Ya HEARD me, chic-ow, bless it and pass it leftwards
Never protested, the living proof manifested
Winkled your face, you better press it,

exploitin' it (aw shit)
Times sure are hard, but these times are my peak
Got 9:30 dinner, I gotta look chic
That's why you're girl buy some Prada (she did)

sortent de leurs orbites, pas trop chic
Basse-Ville c’est l’shit
Vingt piastres la pipe, après ça pique, RD décriss, clown de cirque!
Mes futurs enfants

mannequins pass and carefully pick
As if each ain't the same as the last.
[Invalid] shit
The shirt is unique
When you buy it, it's your own
A chic way to show