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New shape whip come Swift no Taylor
Quick grab your inhaler
Money dance when I stack my paper, ay
Got no love for a hater traitor really them man there

wasn't anything
Pardon me this a 580 nigga not a Mustang
I got Jesus as a cartoon crying diamond tears
Why you throw yo dawg a bad bone tryna get him

slow
Goddess me please
Got abundance easing out of me when you talk about me make sure you use the big G
RIP to Sandra Bland and Breonna Taylor
This song

it you can slap me right here
(Get it) let's get this party started right
Right on, c'mon
What we got to say
Power to the people no delay
Make

Losing My Religion

Kirk Franklin

Losing My Religion

2015

Swift to call you a traitor
'Cause you're swift to love Taylor
Now we got bad blood with our neighbor

Who's wrong, who's right
Every Sunday we're

Got bricks and I'm tryin' to
Get my shot right
Got my spot bumpin' like acne, fuck dealin'
I took a Xanny
Shorty say, 'Boy, do you love me?'
I said,

Mayhem

E-40

The Element of Surprise [Clean]

1998

damn dick, make you eat your own shit
But I love a little mayhem fuck it, we can do it
Don't let me get off that masso candy and some fluid

it'd be me
Not talking about Arceus, I got my own mean
Staying Eevee, now say my name backwards
Try to fight me, I'll make you whimper and coward

of national security, making anti-muck 
out of spread-out style. the irrational reproduction   
of these impossible motherfuckers is spurred on by  
you and me

what I got on, look at what I got on
I be like look what I got on, look at what I got on

Have you ever seen a nigga dress good as me
Have you ever seen

stand in the last king livin'
Bread over bed Stunna said We the business
No reala for , show me love when you see a nigga
Sippin' slow mo in the motion

and a sheet. 
Now I don’t do well with haters. Leave ‘em dead and lacerated.
You just shouldn’t mess with Taylor. Don’t you meddle with me. 

Look I’ll roll you

This Plane

Wiz Khalifa

Deal or No Deal

2009

Yeah it's young Khalifa Man
Mr. Spacely
Everyone call me man
Taylor Gang or die
And this project is brought to you by
Champagne
And paper planes too

could make a sex tape
Can you give me head in the bed on my birthday?
When she got them tight jeans on, ooh, I'm thirsty
I'm on my way in a hurry

Last time I checked my name was Lucidic
Now I'm pretty sure I got my old B yeah right beside me
What up Boo
I got a text it says
Battle of the sexes

go big I ain't fuckin wit these hoes
It don't make no sense when I got me a rider
They watch how you winnin' they starting a riot
Keep you a torch if

at the club we love to lap dance
OG and Columbi at the club we love to lap dance
Know we make it rain, you know we make it rain
You know we make it rain, you

me make a call and have you wakin up in freezers
Take you all through hell nail clippers and some tweezers
Scalpels on the table i don’t think we even

Babe, it's after midnight. Coming home sneaking in bed like

It wasn't just sunrise

Missing for twenty-four hours, have you seen him?

Tell me have you

way, yeah

Sittin' Fat Down South, rollin' Benz on blocks
Mo' scrilla I got, signin' with Shortstop
And that's for real, so tell me how you feel

Wanna Be a Baller

Lil' Will

Sittin' Fat Down South [Clean]

1998

way, yeah

Sittin' Fat Down South, rollin' Benz on blocks
Mo' scrilla I got, signin' with Shortstop
And that's for real, so tell me how you feel

in the place that I call home. Where I am able to relax and kick my feet up and get ready for the next day. And Kenneth, Kenneth loves me. He makes

you was in it for fun
This is what I get for giving niggas my love
This is what I get for giving niggas my trust
But boy you got me fucked up if I'm

Published by: Blue Pie Publishing USA 2017 ( ASCAP )  

Verse 1
Now Shorty wanna ride with me and she ride for free
I provide the v and she slide with me When