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thought it was a magic trick
Swerving through the clouds for that grip like a joystick
Why you always follow niggas like a sidekick
Catch me In the saucer

I'm going
Away, ayy, oh
And I don't even know where I'm going
Tell me, where's this party? Ayy, oh

11: 30 by my phone time
I grew up in my own time
I

Cup Up Top Down

Paul Wall

Money Mafia, Vol. 5

2013

in Texas, ain't no sippin' with me, mane
Still drippin' candy stains, got that drink by the pane
Cause I'm a Texas nigga, what we do Kurt Cobain

I

the industry fear
I'm ICEY ... the hardest out my city
Other niggas don't even like me
I'm locked in like a celly, that's on god
Can't even write me
Married

with my
Homework all by herself
Alone in a strange country i
Can't imagine how frustrating
It must have been for her to have
Worked her whole life in

Thug Angels

Small World

The Ecleftic: 2 Sides II a Book

2000

on Sunday, Bloody Sunday
(What about Texas?)  They need to chill with the gun play
(New York city y'all)  Police are at the door
the Magnum was by

Trickn Off

Gucci Mane

Custom Cars & Cycles

2009

[Chorus]

Heavy in the game champagne in my pool
Don perignon and bitches in my jacuzz
Time to act a fool might be on a bean
Might be section 8 but I'm

Standing by the pay phone issa lick
Issa lick issa lick
I was running thru the city
Wit my main bitch
Traphouse gon stay lit
Droptop what I came in
Broke

Issa lick
Issa lick 
Standing by the pay phone issa lick
Issa lick issa lick 
I was running thru the city 
Wit my main bitch
Traphouse gon stay lit

a plug out in Memphis
He's familiar with grizzlies (Grrr)
Used to be all in the field, touchdown the bag for my city (What?)
But now I'm all on the court,

in them streets, is you gon' give him pity?
Or you gon' make the hood red, you gon' paint the city?
I'm ready to slide all night, I hope you still

and everybody in the ghetto trying to sew this bitch
cause she's a dope fiend, she need emphetamine
but I'm the only motherfucker with the candy cream
now

I'm riding around
Bendin corners
By the moment
My nigga died
And he said I would be on yeah
Ughhhhh all this pain in me
I wish my granny was still here

bettering myself and now they call me captain
Now I'm a veteran myself so let me plant my flag in
Said Her by her hair is all I imagine dragon
Shout out

father, I'm your
I'm a big time nigga, not a bitch-flyin' nigga
Zip tie, nigga, don't try, nigga
Low patience, no fakin', I slip by, nigga
Get up in her

Let's Get It

Red Bandit

Straight Ghetto Remixes

2002

permits
We own the city, on the phone with Diddy (*phone sounds*)
Red bone pretty, when she get aroused
like to suck her own titty; put it in the video

Ladies and gentlemen
I'm the Supreme Spokeperson
And I'm announcing that, in order to fight the war that just began, you will have to leave your

my rejects
I'm demanding respect from d-bags in V-necks
Trick, hoes, and these sluts don't get shit but these nuts
I'm hitting my plug up to make sure

They thought I was gonna crash, but my foot's still on the gas
When I see you it's on sight, I'm on like a light
I'll still win with no dog in

Ballers
When I'm in yo city better treat me like Obama
Or we can flip the switch, and blow that bitch up like Osama
At the age of three you turn the blind

the plan right now

[Verse 2: J DropDead]

Yup Dropdead, I’m the man
Slay
Back by popular demand
Hey
3 girls hop in my sedan
Great
All 3 under my command

Can't hurt
One more
I'm in
My zone
2 More
I'm gone
4 More
I'm home

A shot of patron
Followed by more
Got me on the floor
Twiz tell me to roll
Jah

Ain't tryna be in the studio, I'm tryna smoke exotic (exotic)
You can ask around the city, they gon' tell you we the hottest (hottest)
Every time that

champaigne glasses
Big man made ass, Her thighs don't match it
All three that's a hat trick
Ugh, Yeah
No, I ain't stopping-I'm still in my prime
Yeah hoe I'm