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all pushing
Eager to get their names marked off
And move inside the auditorium
I don't share their enthusiasm
If I could turn around and go home, I

, new flamer
Double XL jag
Baby blue nozzles, xeon Nina
Shoot like the new and improved
Military regime rap
Magazines jump off clean racks
Wipe out

Baby give me love give me one tin tin[00:03.14]Give me love give me one tin tin[00:05.31]All I want from you is one tin tin[00:07.73]Baby gimme gimme

the night has gone by (by)
But still I find the time to put that bump off in your eye
Total chaos, for these playas, thought we was absent
We takin'

still ain't gon bless ya', where I'm from this shit get hectic
Niggas pussy be tellin', I get caught just call me Helen
Never give out confessions, my

You know the whole nine get
You impaled or clotheslined
By cloaked hittaz from jail got
Nails with Beau’s line
It’s a slow grind from off the
Vine

Slash jazz to my blues
Spark an incense then dim the
Lights down set the ambience for our mood
But she said baby come turn me on
I respond by blowing her

caution or get scorched by this torch fool
I been so lost in the sauce with feelings all that poured out of my cup got me feeling awful
Still I got no

Really been tough
(Who I'm like?)
Beifong
Locked in with the gang no strings, all zip ties
Do just what we want, had to struggles just to get by
See

Ike Turner
In my trunk
And a diamond tuck off in the back
It's a fuckmobile, cause they fuck for free
You lame as fuck, so she fuck with me
Don't be

a trust fund baby

My kid get a trust fund
I got rich and bought more guns
I be shootin' like James Bond
Help me up, I had no bond (no bond)
I fucked

beast
Streets, this is where Helen and Ellen meet
So you can get lost like Gilligan on the beach
The players getting mad they not kicking it with

than a kite
You don't get stripes for killing the innocent
You shot a little boy off of his bike
Please don't cry-uh
I was never scared to die-uh
Fly-uh

just to get violated
Ever seen a roach with babies have babies?
In the hood, like whatever, we getting this bitch together
Once got a ho, ain't had

crazy, baby
Don't forget that boy told you
Get that dirt off your shoulder

I probably owe it to y'all
Probably be locked by the force
Tryin' to hustle

jazz to my blues spark an incense
Then dim the lights down
Set the ambience for our mood
But she said baby come turn me on
I respond by blowing her fuse

make me wanna get rid,
Cut em off, Guillotine
Adderall, It give me steam
If she pull up she gon spread it like a magazine,
Walk out flyer than a falcon,

and incognito cuz it's adios to me bro as my conscious thoughts are Vetoed
Next he's off to get a kilo and go slalom thru the ski slopes with the hottest bodied

[MF Doom]
A fly tramp, that's what she called me
'Cause I don't wear no Stetson hats like Paul C
As y'all see, who give a fuck? Who know what is it?

be seeing right?
You see what I'm seeing right?
Please excuse me while I kiss the stars

Whoopsie Daisies
Them daisies
Is smelling crazy
From your baby

babies
Rather get drunk as fuck, blast ignorant rap and get buck in her Mercedes
Topless selfies oh God help me look what I glorify
Your man standin'

No

Hoping out the foreign its big boy coupe
D be off a bean he that them blickas to
Known for holding mine don't know what niggas do
If I ever get

Sing Like Me

Chris Brown

Graffiti

2009

it to me, baby
(I got her singin' like me) yeah, yeah

When I get you off to my room, baby, baby
When I get you off to my room, baby, oh, yeah,

I switch niggas like the weather bitch I feel like Lori Harvey
Got these bitches mad soon as I step off in the party
He say do you love me baby I say