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nightmare
They really love me from LA to Japan
Did a couple million views
Now I need a million bands
Gotta watch who you call your mans
I don't got too many

to them hatin' niggas
Yeah they used to laugh at me
Now I got to hold it down
Case a nigga feel like he want to come after me

'Cause I got that bag

body, I'mma beat her till she pigeon toed
Fuck it
I got sons now
If you want me in your tracklist, send funds now
All that Bob Stone shit
I'm the top

deserve my respect
And brains don't matter but tell me what really matters
When you pissed off at the world like you got a crazy bladder
And, momma

Doornail Dorthy

Dark Lotus

Black Rain

2004

almost got arrested
"Look he's got a dead body and he's over there molesting it"
I had to throw her in the trunk and take her to the crib
Cause mother

nut. I need the moneyyy. I gotta get it by any way. Let me say one thinggg. If you ain't got it you in the way.

Hold up Count dat shyt. Hold up Count

a hold
We can send whatever shots and go blow for blow
Half my niggas fuckin' with the bowls but we got plenty more
You do me wrong I want revenge I can't

and then leave me
Got message from the past me, he told me
Watch out for the snake a keep the grass green
Cut it every last week cuz
They tried plot, sent

hmm, by the way that it rang
Who Macky, that's my day one, B.O.B. until I'm gone
Indica my wood, now I'm in my fuckin' zone
Just leave me alone, AGT all

really not
Time kept rolling on and I tried to stir the pot
Alright, pause, listen, it's my fault, my bad
What happened was on me, not her and that's that

with you when you got the Fetty Wap
Next thing you know the bitches comin' my way
I'ma pull up in a Benz, I'ma fuck her and her friends
And I send 'em

in it
You talking the shit it get switched up literally
I send my bitch in with no pigment
He green as a bitch he got set by Kimberly
It's the 3 6 show

a fuck for these niggas
I've looked
But can't find another like me
Pussy got him geekin
He tellin' the bros I'm wifey
Boy please
Not the fuck slightly

all out, i had no doubt hold up now

So now im the pussy bitch?
Says the one that keeps bugging her for nudes and pics
Says the one that got pissed

baby, I aint Tryna cuff
Whispered in her ear no this aint no stunt
3 story crib lifestyle brady bunch
Money talks R. Kelly he got that hush (Sshhh)
Oh,

see that nigga he gone blow em down
Might hear an open round
I ain't wit the shit just keep my folks around
I go by cola guess the know me now
Got

by myself  I always DND my phone
Too real for the fake
You not my bitch watch your tone
Hit it from the back pause the music hear her moan
Shawty got

tab kid"
However you get there, foot it, cab it
Iron horse it
You're leaving on your face, forfeit
I crush the mic, hold it like the heat
He might toss

Got the drop on who popped my lil cousin 
Where my gloves at?
Tried to put my brudda on to weed
But he just love crack
Take her out & show her off
She

vanish (yoom)
Bitch in the passenger seat with no panties (woo)
Servin' and swervin', I told her don't panic (hold up)
Told me slow down, she got

debate
Eight bitches wanna give me face but i spread through the week
I fuck em by twos ion really do threes
Got one on ha back an got one on ha knees
She

the jerks
Cause she knows that if she's hurting you, you're never hurting her
Hoe he's not a thug, he's an internet killer
Hoe he ain't a thug, he's

is what it is
Counting by tens 

Losing my memory 
Happened again
Damn

God he try protect me 
While they punishing the Innocent 

God he really got me

get dirty like my name was Dan
Call up, li cey he'll spin on yo shit super quick
You would think that that boy was a fan
We got da za, if you blow