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stupid?
No one wanna hear your awful music.”
 
But then I saw you so I said…

Hey,
Have you forgotten
This life’s a party?
I came with nothing
But the Host

but I ain't suicidal
I'm talking diamond cuts inside of my jewels
Granny with no patience in her rocker how her shoe game proper, my shoe game nasty
I

I’m just make you laugh and make moves, 
I’m just tryna make you smile with no shoes, 
Look, 
I’m just tryna make you mine, 
I’m just tryna make you

Lose her hands to the dance floor
Bouta hit a lick
Move out the door
Finna' make a move
With these brand new shoes on
Nikes on my feet
Aye you better

seppi bet he's makin her dance
By your self for too long armstrong shoutout to Lance

Saw me walk in and she's diggin my style
Kinda cute I guess I'll

I Stepped In This Bitch With Something To Say
Muga Dot Redz cint No Time To Play
Santa In This Bitch cnd I Came To Slay
Ha, cnd I Get It cndale
Get

blunt, smoke by the pound
Know they listen to my music, they fuck with my sound
I need a doc to inspect my head, I think I'm getting sicker now
Come

you're
Blue in the face look she wanna dance
You throw your advance
Now you just broke with no food on your plate
(I'm cool) i'm keeping my stance
I'm not

that's how it works though. No no no
I don't think that's how it work woah oh oh oh
I I want to be by your side
Come on time's not a thing to waste

daughters, mom, dad, wife
If you gotta best friend, just know they hard to come by
So through my cycle of duration
Dealt with plenty tough decisions
Sat back

not talking Meek
I put the Ricks on and I step out, wilding
Who finna stop me? When I pop out they hiding
Might flood the wrist out with a Cartier no

know that we ruthless
All these niggas they think I'm a dentist the way I be leaving them toothless
Jumping a Nigga then make em walk home with no shoes

sunk
Haven't I suffered enough 
No? 
Well fuckit keep goin'
With the mental self battles
And missing physical chunks 

I'm a Paranoid 
Schizophrenic

a problem 
Ill do life behind her gone and see
Make em sing like jodeci
3 rounds for her and one for me
He wont need no shoes where he at
Lil bruh done gone

in my dm
And she told me hey
With a smiley face
Watch us fade away
Will and grace
We can change the pace
Turn the page
But it remains the same
No shoes

up the stick (Pow, Pow, Pow)
Make that n**** dance with it
Make that n**** spin with it (Crazy M n*gga)
If this motherf***** don't die (Pow)
I'm gonna

Star of the County Down

Jolly Rogues

Road to Boston

2003

there
So I'll dress in my Sunday clothes.
With my shoes shone bright
And my hat cocked right
For a smile from my nut-brown Rose.
No horse I'll yoke,

dutiful and suitable she biting at her cuticle
Shit too easy dance to this track
Turn Chris Breezy went through the window
I’m good with the three piece

runnin' his shoes
Get off my dick, I'm not fucking with you
Dont care about you
Throw you off the roof
Roll up a cali, now I'm getting cooled
Yo pass me

with me, can't do leeches 
Young & determined, i win if I see it 

I'm goin up
I got skill 
I got soul 

Sing and I can dance 
My life To control 

Like

on a nigga
Can't never treat me like a ham
Run up on me imma blam
Choppa make a nigga dance
Knock a nigga out of his pants
Knock a nigga right out of his shoes

make a fuck Nigga dance like he meechie
Bitch
Step
Step
Step
Step uh
Step
Step
Step
Step
With the XD Bitch I'm steph
I got yo Ho outta breath
MVP looking

to do I be out the loop Tht why they call me Chiron
Just know it all goodie I'm better on my own
You tap dance with temptation when you know its gon bite

floor you don’t waste no time
By the end of the night I’m trying to make you mine
Oh did I tell you that I think you’re fine
Open back dress showing off