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and plans
We met as kids back when I was holding my mamas hand
Real nigga
But listen Jack was easily triggered
Always different and plus it didn't help that

was laying down Mack
I took her to her house and we kicked it by the door
Left her with my number thinking I would soon score
Actually, I was thinking

She say she want my love
She say

I 2 3 4

Slide on shorty
She open the door

Christian Dior

Touch her
Art Of War
She adore me
Baby
Mi amor
Say she

'm missing that girl and she got a May birthday
I Remember them days my big bro used to be on that with niggas whoever was playing
I remember them days Leeko

And the lorry ran over the sandals, begob

I was hungry and thirsty and felt a bit down
I went in for a little libation
I'd five pints of porter
Three Jimmies for

Fill Me In

Craig David

Now, Vol. 45 [UK]

2000

Yeah)
Can you fill me in?
(Let's talk about it)

I was checking this girl next door when her parents went out
She phoned said, "Hey boy, come

Keep Sweatin'

Fat Joe

Raydiation

2005

she made me step 
Back a minute she was wet 
By then I was so ready 

She got my tank top so sweaty 
Tossed her up like Machiavelli 
And yea she

I Really Want to Show You

Nas

Born Again

1999

had to get P-A-I-D, that's why my moms hate me
She was forced to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out licks went for twenty down South
Packed up

getting stoned
My next stop was my best friends home
He wasn't there but his mom was talking on the phone
She put it down when I came through the door
She

Roc-A-Fella, Ruff Ryders, niggas scared of that
Got a new motto this year, "Don't fuck with my ones"
Knock on your door, three in the mornin'
"It's just us

Quested
But I let you Test when you're bested
And I know why my soul don't stroll
On this toll like patrol snatching Pablo
See me whiling
Two or three B’s

irrelevance 
Quested 
But I let u Test when ur Bested 
And I know why my soul don't stroll 
On this toll like Patrol snatching Pablo
See me whiling
2 or 3 b’s

irrelevance
Quested
But I let you test when your bested
And I know why my soul don't stroll
On this toll like patrol snatching Pablo
See me whiling
Two or three

clientele at the door
Streets sour, I can't even trust my friends no more
I got money on the floor, I got money on my phone
Streets sour, I can't even

you heard yea
Featured by me and only something cities door knob ay
Closing or cropping the spot where I never really pastor there yea
Gemini happening

Long Story

Kingpin Skinny Pimp

King of Da Playaz Ball

as hell, and the judge was a ho
Finna slap me with assault cause I threw my ex-wife to the floor
An inmate going to trial, standing next to the door
Behind

she ain't coming with me 
When she said she was 1 hunnit she was fifty 
And I know she wasn't for me she ain't get me 
Ima flood the bezel and my neck

to OPP me
I had a girl and she knew that matter-of-fact my girl was partner's that
Had a fall out, disagreement, yeah an argument
She tried to do me so we

This nigga tryna spit game but he got No hoes
First whip I copped me was a Honda Came with 4 doors
She got like 5 bitches, by my lonely Called up 4

nothing to do
When winter came around, it was so cold out
I needed 2 coats just to walk to Joe's house
When it snowed and I saw a car driving down my road
I

All my bitches up to date these hoes is obsolete
They was comin by da twos now they coming by da three
I got some of da baddest bitches pulling up in

Come on Baby

Saigon

Come on Baby

2007

hate me, c'mon baby, was it all gravy 
I took my lumps comin' up just like a boxer baby 
My first style may be if I stutter, maybe 
But then I slowed

to the mall
C’mon baby I’ll give it my all
For the love you feel now, don’t let it give up and then die
Really be missing them brown eyes, and soft caramel skin

Just like a motherfucking bunny

I'm the coldest in my city and baby you knew it was meant to be
This ain't no devotion, I write every bar sinfully