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She's mine
I say goodness gracious me
She's got me on my knees, now I am beggin' please
Why don't we take a trip down to the Florida keys
Let's
I do dirt, in search of a clear mind
Money talk, somebody's gonna hear mine
Grind early before 9:30
Got the nine and the thirty
Kiss of death,
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slidin' through Three 6 murderers
Creep form the black side
I got this plan
This plan to rob a man
Tell him we got plenty of white
Get a nigga a key of sand
cotton, I ain't stoppin' 'til they giving me mine
Black cotton (nobody don't care)
(No matter how hard I try, look to the sky, and I ask God why)
mine
She’s the key cause I was blind
In love with a girl
A diamond, a pearl
I will let her know
I’m the one to go for
So, don’t throw away your shot
connect the dots
Ready or not, here I come
Fresh out the box, connect the dots
Ready or not, here I come
Fresh out the box, connect the dots
Black and red
tree top of the trunk
Moonshine drunken monk, Ya head, get shrunk
The touch of skunk, I be fuckin' bitches by the chunk
My name black, do words wanna
tree top of the trunk
Moonshine drunken monk, Ya head, get shrunk
The touch of skunk, I be fuckin' bitches by the chunk
My name black, do words wanna
I'm a Dade county representer, low key
No gold teeth
No spinners, go getta, gorilla, turn killa
Fo scrilla, fo real-a, and I see no nigga
Bet that, get
I'll get mine
And I know one day, hell it might be Monday
I remember thinking man I need a decent ride
And I would have to ask my momma for the keys
today,
Feel tomorrow like I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
All right, let's get it
Silverado, black package
Dealership didn't have time to tag it
I whipped that bitch out the parking lot
Like I was dead
every time
Get through yours I'll get through mine
It's just another dot dot dot
Just another dotted line I walk around with
Knots in my chest no matter
don't fake mine, I do this the fair way
Snitches get stitches, blown away and left on display
Hung by the grapevine, I just kicked a chair away
Let me be
Head counterclockwise
Y'all niggas is not Syze
You full of shit like a pot pie
Labels better cross them T's
Dot them I's or them shots fly
Pass
Back when Dot was hangin' at Top's in the Benzo
Freestylin' to them Chronic instrumentals
No pens and pencils, I was out there Bloodin' like
can't deny me
Statement
Ima go for mine and they can't deny me
Doing my thang I do it my way
Listening to lies like why
They playing mind games
Fuckin up
fuck up that shmoney I get on my hot shit
He aint hindu but I'm a red dot him That money stand tall getting bucks like I'm Giannis
Black marble the floor
marching in, my friend
I guess it's not the end
If we can be friends
Even if we don't agree, we can be friends
American Unity is the key
American Unity,
So I hid it
Put this outfit on
Knowin' that Trump might curse me
But, I still black out in
This all black Kaep' jersey
Listen, I don't think you heard
couldn't keep up the pace
Copped the new Lamb' and put it on land
These fuck niggas mad, I see it in they face
The jet that I'm on, it's sponsored by
the path that we've chosen (Yes)
I'm ready to meet him 'cause where I'm living ain't right
Black hate white, white hate black, it's right back
I got this man on the saxophone (yeah)
You know what I mean, he blowin' them keys
You know we keep keys, the right way
You dig? (yeah, yeah)
The way
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