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ammo to shoot this stick, and yo' ass ran out
I'm eighteen, nigga, I can do it by myself, I'm a man now
This a G-30, it's my favorite, this bitch shoot

be your fantasy

Oh, when you walk by every night
Talking sweet and looking fine
I get kind of hectic inside
Mmm, baby, I'm so into you
Darling,

on the remix, boom
Still doing what I do best
Shots fired when I spit hot fire
Got a pussy nigga running with new vests
I'm not lying, you can go stop trying
Hate

Remix
From the bottom to the top, GO!

What's poppin' Uce?
I got the juice since Day One
So I only fuck wit my day 1's
So either you is or you ain't one

12 nigga
Without that badge u a bitch and a half nigga FUCC 12 FUCC 12


Fucc the police oh yea I'm screaming that 
No matter how loud I scream it want

it Mase gonna do you propa
Girl, I can tell you was meant for me
Tell by the way you was sent to me
While I'm on tour tryna make them centuries

You can try
Said you gonna wait, just another lie
Seeming like
You might be in love by the second night
Get my vision right
Would you be awake?

(Matches)
Get dropped up to God, how I'm passin' (Catch), I do so on you squares, it ain't patches (Yup)
On beats, I'm Houdini, I'm trickin' this shit, boy,

What's the 411? [Remix]

Grand Puba

What's the 411? Remix

1992

not having it, no I'm not having it
You gotta do a lot more and that's just how it be
I'm Mary Blige and you just ain't runnin' up in me
I need a man

not having it, no I'm not having it
You gotta do a lot more and that's just how it be
I'm Mary Blige and you just ain't runnin' up in me
I need a man

Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck

their cash, call him a play
Nggas bein' cheap by sellin' that
remix sent them right on they way

Every thing for sale, uh, ain't nothin' for the free,

đập mày chết
Đụ má mày
Look at my chuối
Bigger than you
Bitch I'm a dickhead
Đụ má mày
I eat the phở
I eat chả giò
I eat yo bitch
Đụ má mày
Tôi không là

Location
West coast by the Pacific
Where the heinas look exquisite
And they get so explicit
And I'm with it (Simon)
I like the way you dance, hun
How

the mailbox
Right by the door, and!
I can’t do right by a hoe
I’m G’d up but through my eyes I see my soul
Too much of a player to go out with a hoe
See me in

don't be tryna make no money
You know that's the motive
You know money is the motive
Bout a bag, then you know i’m widdit
You know money is the motive
Do

Little Twelvetoes

Chavez

Schoolhouse Rock! Rocks

and multiply by twelve just as easily as 
You and I do 
By ten. 

Now if man had been born with 6 fingers on each hand, 
He'd probably 
Count: one, two,

Shorty this gon' be your favorite song
DJ Drama
And this is the remix
Baby, I don't know about you, but my wish came true
Matter of fact, let me

[cover song of "I Got 5 On It" by Luniz]

[Intro]
Haha, re-re-remix, bitch! 
(Throw me that fire!) 
We creepin' in, too, baby! 
(We got 5

(Bueller)
You know when you hear that, han (Bueller)
Durk, Rozay, Meek Milly (Dj Spinatics, you bastards)
Remix 

Lil Durk my family, double M,

this mooky, disrespect and I put you in this fucking movie
We gon bubble like jacuzzi, ask them pussies how we do it
Going thru it, I done bought another

Ain't Sayin' Nothin' [Remix]

Fat Joe

Lil Wayne & Friends, Vol. 4

2008

it's the remix baby
Now let me get into it
N do it how I do it
Yeah, long hair don't care like the Jewish
Garbage man
I'll be dumpin'
And I eat

to the cassies
NYC, top-down, Big blastin'
Nas said I'd be a legend, nigga, don't gas me
Hot in '97, Funk Flex had to ask me
"How you make out that beef with

centerfold
My young niggas got two 12s like 24
Now you know
On Sunday I pray to God and watch KD
I'm 21 and I'm still alive nigga
How the fuck could you hate