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And that’s more than I can say for you 

Cause bitch

You don’t have a fucking clue 

Thinking you can can limit me?

Trying to tell me what to do?

Oh I can’t

tell, I'm sick
But it's my birthday, so I don't give a
Double cross him, since he think he so slick
Double cross him, cause we know he a
I ain't even say

what these rhymes a do
(Trap trap)
Prices fluctuate some people high my people go for low
Coming out of state why he still wanna know you know what day

No you don't ask why 

You just do what they say

You fall in line

Where they know your face and they know your name

You go to church and you go

I ain't gon fake and I ain't gon lie
You won't be mine, ain't gon waste your time
Don't gotta say it, girl you know you fine
Go and be great, wanna

don't fucking phone me
Now I've got my shit together Yeah you wanna know me
You i couldn't see before
Now you're knocking at my door
But you never bought

I don't know, what you say
I'm just a little girl
with nothing to pay

I don't know, what you say
I'm just a little girl
with nothing to pay

I don't

Terrorizing me
I want you baby
But you don't want me
I know I'm crazy
But I'm crazy for you
Yeah, yeah
There's nothing I can do
About it
Yeah, I'm crazy for you

inside
I don't want to do it
You tell them to ride
Hold the blunt Way High
All the bitches gonna say hi
This is what success is
Tell me what it taste like

some
In the name of what do I fight
In the name of what do I fight

I don't need to change
Don't think about it
See some shit so now I drink about

Deadass
Nah I'm just happy cuz she already know what time it is
Ian gotta say too much

You ain't gotta say nun I hear that your body be talking

She Knows What to Do with a Saturday Night

Billy Currington

Doin' Somethin' Right

2005

clothes
She ain't never gonna get Mama's recipe right
But she knows what to do with a Saturday night

Hit every hot spot all around town
Turn it on up,

exactly what you peeking at

Me and these miles of uzi powder that 
lust for my cowards 
By hours 
On ours
Lift flowers
No vouchers (bitch nigga)
And Me

black I didn't never do chrome
I can't get Popped I keep that smoke just know I'm with whatever you with
Racks in my pants they barely can fit, don't know

by the police if you hear me better say some

Fuck the police, they don't want no peace
They won't be satisfied until your soul leave
I got no more

(Yeah)
They say I walk, I talk like you
(talk like you, talk like you)
I really wish that wasn't true
(wasn't true, wasn't true)
The reason I do what

ain't nomore you gotta say
Every time I see you baby I just don't know what to say
When I go a day without you here I just go insane
Babygirl your love is

buckled my boot straps, took 6 caps, now I'm seeing a vision
How do I know what I don't? (you don't)
I want to understand (okay)
I want to be a blessing

everything
So I could say I don’t know if you want me
But then all I really do is fuck it up
I lost my mind
Thinking bout what to say
Everything ends with

I don't understand these emotions
Nor how people feel
Can't remember
Don't got no memories
I just wanna know what I love you
Find out what it means
I

I wanted it done by the don
All of my fans is my family, my cult, my brother
My slime, my twizzy, my mom
I don't give a fuck what you sayin', I don't

I wanted it done by the don
All of my fans is my family, my cult, my brother
My slime, my twizzy, my mom
I don't give a fuck what you sayin', I don't

Big Brother Beat

De La Soul

Stakes Is High

1996

have is a brand new sound (yeah)
So don't none of y'all just be misled
The De La's gonna do the body good like wheat bread
Shakin' laces out of shoes,

have is a brand new sound (yeah)
So don't none of y'all just be misled
The De La's gonna do the body good like wheat bread
Shakin' laces out of shoes,