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like Peter Pan
Woah
Boy you broke a needa bag
Woah
Magic carpet like Aladdin
Making plays feelin like madden woah
My niggas up and that wont ever change

Yea.. ayy..
They only callin when they need sum(ay)
Imma hustla Nd imma keep hustlin(ay)
I'll do it myself
Ion need nun
Shinin bright
I'm feelin like

The genuine hearts dried? (I)
Rather act like a deaf and gotta pass you by
Yeah I'm freakin' insane but who cares?
I'm so drippin' From my head to toe
Know that

Ahh yeah
Can I get a minute, can I get a little luck
Because times have changed
Have changed
Have changed
Have changed
And I they got me feelin' like

the bottom now we way up
We got it in the basket like a layup
You said you bet, now pay-up
There's no more time to makeup
You said I ain't makin' it
Said that

feelin down inside
Your actions were on fold and I see em with my eyes
Really pressed that you loved me on the low
Now your true personality it shown
With

St. Louis Blues

Kenny Burrell

Heritage

1980

I hate to see that evening sun go down
I hate to see that evening sun go down
Cause my baby, he's gone left this town

Feelin' tomorrow like I

ER

Royce da 5'9"

Success Is Certain

2011

like a killer, a record like Thriller
I will keep a tab on you like Twitter
Now feel the hate and roll
Nickel give 'em oxygen and shock 'em with that

if i'm here, then fuck it, imma stay ahead of the curve
Couple CDs and 3 Gs in my fake gucci purse
Fightin' demons by myself like the D was for Durden

disrespectful
Y'all know I don't care 'bout these niggas
Happy New Year

Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done
I'm like, "Damn, why they doin' that to 50

by[00:34.55]Need that shit all around, spread that[00:37.12]She said she from that Mel'rose[00:39.31]Out of that concrete, we Metro bloomin' now[00:42.23]Lay you

nigga dick
You've been a curse
Wonder why they call you Blessing
Love you for you
Guess I gotta hit the steppin'
Baby be playin' with my feelin's
Like

you need someone like me 
Oh Baby I'm so far from being that basic 
These hoes ain't for you

written by Marco Ramos

dreams
My mama need me, I can tell by how she hug her baby
Fuck is a friend? If I've been feelin' fuck my brother, lately
Clutchin' my pistol in that

CHORUS: 
In my deuce and a quarter feelin' funky funky fine 
And I'm rockin' that stupid shit 
In my deuce and a quarter feelin' funky funky fine

CHORUS: 
In my deuce and a quarter feelin' funky funky fine 
And I'm rockin' that stupid shit 
In my deuce and a quarter feelin' funky funky fine

the feelin' too real, I know, I know
On the first date, I ain't show up late, I was a no-show, that's fo' sho
And your heart cold like the nigga just cut

(Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah)
(Beatz by Lex hoe, that's my nigga bro)
(Hollup, tell it like this uh)
Niggas be jammin but we never lackin so we don't

them bullets like that nigga proud
We put him to sleep, he out by the count
And we buying big gas, it's coming by pounds
Grabbing her ass, it weigh like

Created by all of the tears from emotion contained 
That you just let out it's almost like you've broken the chain 
Finally get out but only to be soaked in

feelin' like the best side
Can't forget the credit to the Betty on my bedside (Betty)
Let's ride keep an eye for the one time
Justice comes first that's

of them hit me, they all on my phone
By the time that I answer, I'm already gone
Damn
I'm already gone
And I'm up in the city
Bad boy for life, feelin' like

so painful
If that pussy stay home, then nigga, be grateful
So wet, but super tight like the canerows
I serve that new brick at the same low

shine like the sun outside
Somebody tryna tell you Hustle Gang ain't gettin' to the money
Tell that nigga "You a mothafuckin' lie"
Nigga hell you sayin'?