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you I can be by myself and ask all these other niggas and don't have to do half the shit I just gotta fucking text the nigga, I don't even have to see
gon love me If not oh well run me more hundreds At this point who is you soning Need me a snow bunny That I can go rub on her tummy Ask her to rub on my
by my homie but I (Can't make it) If it was non-existent I would die (Stay with me) I don't want to ever let it go (A quickie) Beat it down like I'm
disgrace Put my bro in the pen so I got him erased Fuckin with me man that shit a mistake This shit is a zoo I'm surrounded by snakes They ask for my hitta I
on this shit Drop that best got dammit I bottomed out, on my dick and I didn't ask you for shit Ain't cop no plea I ain't no jury they gone carry me by six
hand Popping chicken like skillets I hold your account like clothes Oh God you quit it You don't believe me Call your bank and go and ask your
are you cumming? Are you c-cumming? And I'ma ask you is it runnin', baby? You ain't never had the shit 'til you got dug by a thug And fucked doggy
are you cumming? Are you c-cumming? And I'ma ask you is it runnin', baby? You ain't never had the shit 'til you got dug by a thug And fucked doggy
your shit thawed I'll set your roof on fire till it's no ceiling No fireman go go Let's go Brooklyn You are now tuned in to the show killers Sponsored by
president Congratulations By the way I need u to send a trill message to sum And a subliminal one to other About this throwin' rocks And being behind
gets disability allowance (wha'?) No deals after midnight Can make five bills by one if I link him and Howard (huh?) Has your phone ever rang all day?
and go and do your job Now lay in the bed and then give me head I don't have to ask, I don't have to beg Yeah, I'm bumping Three Six Mafia in
after You get a home take care of your home You can go back and ugh! I'm getting courted by the bosses The Edgars And Doug Morris-es-es Jimmy I's
rob me a nigga Rob me a, rob me a nigga Rob me a, rob me a nigga 'Cause the bills too high, this nigga right here too fly And right now I just might
Hot ish (hot ish) Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby Your street in a Range Rover (come on) Boom, boom, baby, ready to let it go (hot ish)
Hot shit (hot shit) Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby, your street in a Range Rover (come on) Street sweeper baby, cocked, ready to let it go (hot
dollar bills, gotta get it how you live Trill is when you hustle so you go out there and get it Doin' whatever you gotta do to make a meal ticket
your promise of treating me right Whoa, oh, oh, it's gotta be that way Now I don't mean to save my bill I must have money to be extreme Just give me
I'll never go astray I'm funky you can hear me at the Milky Way You're weak, wick raps, I'm cool as jazz Got razzmatazz ask my man Shabazz I know
don't ask me nothing bout it Don't want this love to end don't want this love to end Don't you go I'm not sure if I can find this love again Don't wait
this by mistake I'm stashing racks inside my safe I been putting in overtime money call I'm on the way I was standing on front line I had to go out
I'll write at you You don't want any part of this pen Flower pot men, Bill and Ben Ben and bill, want a beat 1000 bills, she wanna beat I give her
way Round in circles I'd go Longing to tell you But afraid and shy I'd let my golden chances Pass me by Soon you'd leave me Off you would go In
I just quit my job, and now the shackles are off But now I'm at a loss Because the structure is gone And I don't wanna do nothing But the bills, they
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