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up ya throat and
Esophagus
I’m like damn p try n be the pacifist (uh huh)
How I always end up on the Opposite
Lil something in my blood

tryna kome up off my wealth
And this lil freak she so naughty make me kum up on myself
I get bored n play with money spent $200 on a belt
I been walking

money 
If not I'm out of range

I'm out of range niggas can;t reach me
Hip ya to game nigga I'm teaching
Nigga clout chasing my nigga ya reaching
Turning

Patek
Niggas hating now because Im up next
Damn, I get them bands and they be upset
They bitches obsessed
But if its money on the floor I tell yo bitch

Locked and loaded I keep that 9 I'm always toting
He speak on my name well that get noted
Got a bullet for his name want his brain to hold it
Hop up

Thug in My Life

Lil' Boosie

For My Thugz

2003

gotta be raw so all my haters could look at her
so through the door came this click of lil cuties
and I was hopin one of them would like to get with lil

advance
Run up on me and get blamed
The heat giving my hip a tan
Now they call me Hip-a tan
My lil bitch came from Japan
Shoot this boy out by his fam
I got

on your songs but we both know
That you nothin' but a pussy behind closed doors
Not to disrespect ya' but if you don't respect her
Get yourself a mother

day
Keep some shooters with me, they don't play
No, they don't play

Damn, play with my money that's
A bullet to ya face lil Boat that nigga
That nigga

bop
Pick it up just like the money dropped
Make em sick until the hating stops
Get done dirty , you ain't worthy nigga
Now just point em out
Watch em

If we beefing lil nigga, it's that

You ain't going to backdoor shit
I know where you be and I know how you live
Go get this lil baby a bib, he

a lame
Yeah, I 
Need a hundred thousand, I'm so money anxious, so I got to get it, grinding every day
No more playing safe and no more games because

know she like it
He get it wet like Aquafina when he fuckin' wit me
He said he like me cause he know I turn them girls into freaks
Ya old bitch could

Get crunk
Lil Jon & Them East Side Boyz, bitch!
Back in this motherfucker one more time
Gettin' y'all fucking motherfuckers
Crunked out here

Get

Just to get some neck (Yeah) 
I ain’t tryna flex (Yeah) 
Two-tone Patek (Yeah) 
Gotta keep it safe (Oo) 
Can’t trust a bitch (Uuh) 
Got a lil backend

You talking money then homie get at me
Me and my niggas we havin
Bad lil mix with expensive ass habits
Every time I walk through best believe i got

spot stack fast from it we flash money
Street life we pay the price you had to smash something
Ya head was a target with a bag on it
And the murders kept

shit before
We never rogue, we move on our own
Me and the gang we loyal ya know
I been on the road, I'm high as a drone
I stepped into the game and I

for me
Just keep ya head up and keep getting that fucking money
And tell my lil brothers not to be no crash dummy
And behind the clouds it be sunny
But

name out ya mouth lil bro
Keep my name out ya mouth lil hoe
Ima flex in this bitch i dont really give a fuck about a nigga
We low key and putting up

Mafia

Three 6 Mafia

Choices: The Album

2001

no kind of shit
Is that the best way that you know
To get attention lil bitch
I understand how they feel
They feelin' that they left out
And we

Pink Slip

Young Thug

Harder Than Hard

2017

of lean, I poured my last four
Now my car say two hundred on dashboard
I get that money for real, I get that paper for real, yeah yeah
I get that money

Fuck them bitches

A hundred pounds by the dresser
Them bales came with extra
We get the work in and then we press it
He ran off on the plug
And then we

let's just get to bangin'
I'm "Sorry 4 The Wait"
I'm fucking Lil Wayne (That's sus)
I was having a gay gay day, but when I saw you
I just wanted a bang