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Letter to My Ex's

Ace Hood

Blood, Sweat & Tears [Clean Version]

2011

if I could recall
So couple months I got her moving in
That show money got me out of town
It got her trippin' when I'm not around
She was movin,

snatched by more Germans
Europeans are seein me bleedin, jet off in
the Lex skiin, goggles, Louis Rich Sweden

[Method Man]
I dig my life experiences, wrap

the rock
Like Foden takin' a cross, I got cane by the box

I need that big bread, no french baguette
Run up in your yard like Darg where the treasure chest

on my neck gon' give me a hernia, it's too large
Nfl contract in my garage
Bitch got that hellcat, I got a Dodge
Switch like a vibrator, it's makin'

can give you twirls 
That dont mean that we should 

Let it go 
Just give up on you me where we stand 
Imma go imma hit you with the plans

I be up into

My whole life has changed
Since you came in, I knew back then
You were that special one
You get what you please
Give me my patience, give me my time

You know that we blessed we not lucky
The winter soldier call me Bucky
It's back boys like puffy
The back end in the duffy
She sayin' she love me
Octane

coupe is your stroller

Tell 'em this Louis Vuitton scarf is your bib

Or that you call me daddy and my house is your crib

And if he cries, I know how

Whipping that dope up like boyard Spaghetti
I'm tired of your bitch she given me a headache
Call me a thot she give me the addy we pull up right

before me, in the presence of my enemies
He has super S on his feet, so he thought he had an S on his chest with that bulletproof vest
But we coming for

that money busting out the bag boy my niggas call me BAGBOY Woop give ME the loot give me the lootx2

him on that ice
Lay the boy on chill
They begging that they want it
I'm a give it for real
And all it took was a quick fast
Reach for my hip
Letting it

I wanna kick back and blaze this B
Set my spirit free
Too many people talkin jazz at me
I let it pass right through the dome
Dude I'm in a zone
I am

don't trust

Give you some but you gon run up on us
I get a bag and keep running it up
KeyBlade swinging on my wrist like Woah
Two bands for me gotta pay

belt, Dior kicks yeah I bought

They counted me out, they didn't have no faith
I had to go show em, the racks in the bank
Yeah I'm crossin em up, give

Tears fall to the ground
You just let them drown
You're feeling kinda down
Cry baby, cry baby
Stop tryna judge me with that diploma
That your mommy bought

pull out a rose and it dies by my touch
Cuz my heart is as cold as the ice that I bus
Bussing no ice I ain't made it that far
They look at me down they

I'll give you
Organix, Illadelph halflife
Hit the L or hash pipe
And give em' hell on that mic
Pass my tipping point, then I hit the joint
Crash like

Where niggas die
You never roll up all alone
Better keep it by yo side
Don't let it go
She told me that I'm her
Baby daddy
Damn she crazy catch me
Imma

Can't Stop

Akon

Gutta [Clean]

2008

money.

[Verse 2:]
See niggas shut down,
My money keeps comin.
You niggas take breaks,
My team keeps runnin.
They bring me back bags,
Louis vitton

is saying Louis V if you’re all in
So you can have whatever, I know I’ll treat you better
This life is yours and everything that you would want from me

you're here by my side yeah.
These polaroids hold memories,
That cant be faked or creased so please just get the message b,
I want it to be me and you til

Too High

Jet Life

Jet World Order, Vol. 2

2012

I gives a fuck about nada 
Bitch I'm too high for all that you still broke 
That's yo problem bitch 
I'm too high for all that 
I hear your paper

saying stop, yeah I'm stuck
Pour that drink up in my cup, in my cup
Bad lil vibe, wanna fuck, wanna fuck
She wanna waste time by the seaside
We can make