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for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

round n he gon fold jus like a knee bend
These niggas fruity sweet n
I'm tired of all they sneakin
Okay but who said they on go?
He gon' hit u wit that

Playboy (Don't Hate Me)

Big Tymers

How You Luv That?

1998

Up in the double are (R), just me and Slim
I'm getting cheesed by the milk stackin' cake, boy
Cash Money, how you luv that, playboy (playboy)?

Don't

curve me cause u had plans
Bunch of n****s up in ya dm girl u had fans
Body hypnotizing you had me up in a trance
Thinking you a stripper I'm loving it

on automate/ baby strapped no debate/ but I stack by the house/ Jerry/ I’m the oasis you sand hers/ Barry/ 

Hook
Got you movin all in da club/ u know it/ hit

live then die old
Look at time go by
On n on n on n on n on n on n on n on
Faith told me that I'm crazy ah
So I take two things to my damn grave
Treasure

Datz Me

YoungBloodZ

Ev'rybody Know Me [DualDisc]

2005

bust they head before we leave
I brought so good wit me, and I got my hood wit me
Cadillac'n all through college park, I'm talkin bout wood grippin'

out the way 
I'm out the frame 
In Louis Frames now 
Rome got out them chains 
He out the way my n---a made it out 
Saddled on this paper route 
Status

The Grand Finale

Dr. Dre

Concrete Roots

1994

scare you, I can tell 'cause your shivering
Lyrics label wit an X and not a G
I say fuck the police, yo, so now they after me
I'm wanted by the law so

Of The Year Cuz, The Playz I Make
Ordered Seven N A Half, I Tossed Em A Cool Eight(4real)
N Eventhou Im On The 2 Im Still Twerkin Fo
Catch Me In The Kitchen Wit

to work as a stripper
I feel like T-Pain I'm in luv wit a stripper (Whoo)
The way you tease and flirt playin' some I'm a Flirt
Love in the club so lit we

Heartaches n heartbreaks
Shit I can't take no more
What am I supposed to do
When the drugs ain't killing the pain no more
Try to remember the good

I GO (Lyrics)

(Na, n***a, we ain’t the same.)
(Y’all n****s can’t feel the kid.)
(y’all  n****s don’t know the pain.)

This is a Lil Rambo

I don’t want to beat a N***a up, but mom raised me tough,
I don’t when I’m Blunt, don’t know how to give up,
I don’t want to beat a N***a up, but mom

[Intro: Killa McClain & Frank Calhoune]
Behind dat there, like dat there, wit dat there!
We got Killa McClain in tha build-i-ing, ya heard me?
We

hoe
Den pass her off like a give and go 
To my n***** tho
Girl why u frontin' on me, I'm da reason u comin up
Ima Street athlete all I do run it up, run

Rolling thru they pain 
Yeah 
A nigga had to get high 
Loyalty all in my veins
I just pray that you don't switch sides 
I'm just tryna get by
They Ain't let

picture, how I swerve up on your sister
Wit' a dance, tip dance that'll turn her to a stripper
Yo the burner by the zipper, burn 'em, turn 'em to a pisser

The (Peek-A-Boo) Game

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Seminar

1989

you, then the punk told you
Get on the strip, get me paid or I'm a fold you
Your sellin' yourself, but you say your just a stripper
Your mother's

a lick and now she call me bae

Ooo
Got damn it I'm wit it
My lil heart so cold n fridget
Sativa or the indica will calm my spirit
Been through pain so

Wait
Roll Up
I’m gone off Gelato
Kooln wit a lil thick chick
Who think she the shit
Cuz she drive a nice auto
N I’m just really tryna ball wit her

Street Niggaz

Young Jeezy

All Platinum Everything

2011

nigga
So play wit your own kids I'm a street nigga
I was born in da streetz kid One white girl left
Save the last dance My partner said you want it
Well

Fingers Do The Step You Can Do It All By Yourself

[Verse 1:]
Baby Girl
Whats Your Name
Let Me Talk To You
Let Me Buy You A Drink
I'm T-Pain, You Know Me

a handle
Wit da yellow Ill ball like I'm Julius randle
And I'm lit like a candle
All these diamonds and gold I flash like a camera
I got da keys da keys like