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sedated 
They hoping that we blow up, when we get there they gon hate it
Niggas fake asf you can tell by lookin at they faces
Goyard kay my pockets full

them beans
I'm steady serving the fiends
I got a trap on the hill
Over there by Rink-A-Dinks
Nolan and Coosa where all of my shooters is Gucci
We set

better get up 

ya steady falling vicctim, new gucci belts and slippers

i dont need no nigga , by choice is how i get em

my daddy told me get em, by any

I'm fucking on a diva
Pass them bitches like Arenas
Remember how they used to treat us
Long hair don't care treat the boy like Jesus
Tell me what you

So Sexy Chapter II (Like This) [Explicit Version]

Twista

So Sexy: Chapter II (Like This) [6 Tracks]

them girls that be ridin' dutty
The ones that like to keep the D up inside 'em now
So many girls off up in the mall boy a nigga be in the club (oh!)

Now you bonded you tell her about the RobABank Plan
She agreed but it took some convincing
Whole time this bitch had a blick
"You aint shoot me so that

(Ight, let's go)
Yea, I'm fiending (I'm fiending)
Fucking that bitch on the low ima demon (aye)
Can't tell the time because my watch is gleaming

fiending
Im offing heads for no reason
Manipulating the seasons
Boy im in the fourth quarter
They saying Nash take it easy
But then again you don’t need em

Alright
Tell that motherfucker to come here
Fuck it
Gucci glasses, I can't see well
Hating on me but you working in retail
Why your bitch stalking me? Come

feelings
All these bitches opps
All these bitches thots
They back in VIP they sellin suckas by the pop
And it ain't worth a lot
And it ain't worth a lot
Tell

our cars been autonomous
Mules move the drums, take 'em to different spots
We just call the shots by simply moving our thumbs
I'm a course of miracles

Ain't no relation my Aunty and uncle and nephews they cut us all off
They called my mother a witch that gave em a reason to tell us fuck off
My uncle

If they hating tell em itai yamunoita boys
Takavapa Mic but now vakutitira noise(Shh shh)
Ukuona chi dai wambomira kundikwidzira voice(Ihwe)(Mira)

a man, never a boy
Played like nintendo, you too grown for that
Ain't your fault, just another lesson
You the best, you the best
Don't let em tell you any

Kobeazy
And that's with a K by the way
Haha
Yup

Ya fought its sad
Cuz ya missed
And now you after me cuz ya pissed
My drip never on E and I'm lit
I

Can I Get A...

Unlinked Artist

A Tribute to Jay-Z [Tribute Sounds]

2004

so long
Since I met a chick ain't on my tips but then I'm
Dead wrong, when I tell em be gone
So hold on to the feelin of flossin' and platinum

Eating fries from 5 guys
Ron a cool cat and I lived bout 9 lives
Look em in the eyes
I can tell you guys lie
And there ain't no shame to be Working a 9/5

care who got next
Energy Records on the line tell em who's next
I'm out for Presidents to represent me
Yeah
I'm out for Presidents to represent me
Yeah

Andrew Luck
And PF Changs
Sit me anywhere I want
Im in a rush
I don't have the time to talk
And you can tell that I got sauce
By the walk
Shortie thick
See

back with them rocks and we sell em by June
Remember the days when the mango was Jully
Nowadays imma let them think fooled me
Play fool to catch wise

and it's making some bass
End of discussion, I don't even trust em
All of this money that I'm touching
Can't tell me nothing, already see I'm crushing

the one they wanna be
They tryna have me pose for their pictures so they can get my image
Tell them boys go rack for rack, let's see what them niggas know

as hell
You know them racks good came up off clientele
She used to come shop for her nigga
Now she by herself
Gucci spritz bought a brand new fit
Just

talkin' right up off dat bone
No meat, no sauce, no gristle
And I got niggaz in dey place
I put dat on my pistol
Caught em short changing my stacks
Dem boys