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hair, she drive me wild, and her smile ooohhh
Talk about them Lakers and the Raiders with her middle finger up to them haters, girl You crazy
Amazing, I'm

like a chain
Don't know how to drive But I stay in my lane 
She good in school so I'm digging her brain 
Blood on yo shirt Boy you really a stain
Like

drives me insane
She passes by looking down on me
Next time I'll park
My four wheeled crap
Would hit their Jaguar
And set it on fire
She stares at me
She

Tell me who taught you to be so cool
A wild girl breaking rules
Getting straight A’s back in school
Your black hair and your jewels
Gonna make me act

lied, I try
The ambition stays focus on my lack
I mime, I drive, getting the light
Spirit tied like the hands of Kodak Black
I can’t take any vacation, I

I went out to the club last night
Girls was looking right
One pass by me
I said this straight to her face...

Twenty dollars and a tall glass
Lips

trippin, I got missing 
One ear out the other they don't listen
Kareem Abdul Jabbar Scottie Pippen
I can run on black ice and still don't slip
Look like

Stripe and we low key chill
Yuh zimme?
But you not gon' play these games with me (nah)
Text me back now before mi hype up and tweet
Drive inna yuh Lex'

passed with every credit
Load the keys in the Yukon, black matted
Solar flare caused by the diamonds on my Patek
Donny be dripping, that's my alias
I'm

days since you lied here
Yet my fears are always feeding
I wanna drive there, I wanna drive there
Wanna distract you, I wanna spectate
Your jewelry is by

100 Bars

Canibus

2000 B.C. [Clean]

2000

Yeah! That's the beat right there. 
I'm about to black out with 100 bars on some professional shit. 
So don't try this at home  yo. 
Yo  yo  yo

your lips 
The memories that fade that black as I'm forgetting your kiss
The memories that bring me back to our young innocence 
The memories I keep

Written by : Reggie Revels 
Produced by : Runnitback


I had to let you know I got you on speaker 
I might need you you my favorite feature it ain't

Ain't a Damn Thing Changed

Westside Connection

Ain't a Damn Thang Changed

1991

where I come from, who's my friends?
Who's responsible for this little spot that I'm in?
Yo, I see them all playing in my car when I drive by
Telling all

Salute to John Harold Johnson
For believing in me
Because, if it was not for his drive and attention
My black peng face could've never been
In a magazine,

Charlie Black, the baddest brother ever to rap
By the time I'm done, I'll have your bitch on my lap
And we go do that there, like a private affair 
Large

lips making me dizzy
While you're letting me go
We were the awake while
Everyone was high
Time is running out
So don't make me stand by
Looking into your

remember the times before life fly by
This that blunt to my lips that got me on my shit
I can't tell its Hell or Heaven on this Earth
Even after birth man we

They can't believe it's not butter on my bankroll
Money grows but I'm sure that I need more

It's Chamillion the rap ruler
I run with a black crew

kitchen with jays
Only need her for her lips
And her face
I'm always good
With a clip by my waist
Play funny then I'm aiming for cap
Gave her dick
Now I'm

we sip it
Black lips, no stars, I can African pen 'em
My people stand back from the
Center with they chin up one God, one code
Seventh letter stay

to sleep like the sandman
Choppa gone make him do ballet
Drive by we ain't got no valet
Bitch you can't see through the black tint
Tree trunk, I keep a big

Stuck
In the night
My power renewed
Black knight
I
Leave
It
To you
Now
Leave it to you
Circle me with light
That's all I need to find
Come to me

dairy aire
These big black lips are tryna kiss you everywhere 
I should be in porn, the way I'll treat that pussy
First I'll eat that pussy, then I'll