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In the bedroom do whatever I say/ 
Stick shift, cliche the dick with the pussy / 
Making love sounds sexing to Timberlake/
Got me like damn girl, like

Then one Christmas day
I got an iPod shuffle
Went on iTunes searching with my older brother
That's when we found Justin Timberlake
Knew every lyric

This is me asking God why 
With a teardrop in my eyes 
Last time I called Meech 
I told him to be safe 
He told me that he would 
Tell me why he had

'em know)
Unapproachable (yeah), sorry ain't no lotion boy 
Ain't no sweet boy (ain't no sweet bitch)
By the morning I'm unsociable, yeah
Hmm,

tho?
Boy your parents net worth
Ain't your net worth dog

Lil boy turn to big boy
I'm getting big boy
Big boy wants a big toy
Nothing changed boy
I want

that big talk
Big boy, big talk
If you ain't no big boss, then what you here for?
Is your car in your name?
Can I come to your place?
Or is it where

repeat it
And I hit my dance like Juan but I'm brown Justin Bieber
Walked in with diamonds on my cross
I don't give a fuck about shit 'cause I'm a dog

that wave uptown
When you look me in my eyes, know it's easy to see
When you fuckin' with them boys from the COC
 
Man, they know who I'm is in

She Does It Best

God-Des

Reality

2005

to say
I asked Justin Timberlake
If they know just hit was a mistake
He looked pissed
That's not a dis that's a question I learned my lesson
Like North

Something's Wrong

Young Zee

Disposable Arts

2001

In my hand's a chrome gun with a black trigger
I know you think your shit's big, but I pack bigger
Just ask your wife, 'cause I blasted her pipes
If

of communication and
I knew I could sing from being
In tune with the radio
I would listen to whatever my
Mom played in the car
The big divas: Whitney, Mariah, Celine

slam Kurt angle

8th grade with section 8 Rick was a loser
Now I do drive bys on electric scooter
Got more Tec on me than a damn computer
Tutor bitch

Ay this tape bout to be a classic
You are now listening to 8 for 8 by TXMIYAMA the muthafuckin' Jap Boy
Big up my cousin Kazu, big up Justin, I’m

are
That's all that we are
That's all that we are
Is big, big love
Is big, big love

When I was a young boy
Used to hear the people say
Power

That's why omo boy you don't see us with suit cases
Well we' ready to do case
Ma cool face dey do craze in two waves
F.uckkk shiit up but me dey pari like

pack Just-in like Bieber
I was really in that pan like Peter
Ten toes Imma stand with my people
I got God on my side we ain't equal
Cover me with

Just to rock them suits with the purple lining
Trynna make that money
See clearly
Make money

I spit that boy wonder shit
Me and my conglomerate money is

and McCree, I hang with Justin
You niggas ain't gon' do shit like you buffering
A lot of drug dealing, bitch, I come from hustlin'
You let that thot  give  you

day
Boy in the box, the fever is all day
Boy in the box, the fever is all day

Cut two holes in a big brown bag
(C-cut two holes in a big brown bag)

the country
Dress her up in denim
Coveralls and new Justin boots
Sit her in the saddle
Fix her up with some tackle
But she don't know the first thing to do

Boy Boy

G-Unit

The Beast Is G Unit

2015

to tripping, boy, boy
Boy, don't let me strap that clip in, boy, boy
Boy, you know I get to tripping, boy, boy

My money up when them mills come
LA Reid with

to tripping, boy, boy
Boy, don't let me strap that clip in, boy, boy
Boy, you know I get to tripping, boy, boy

My money up when them mills come
LA Reid with

swang through the south 
Watch that boy Watch that boy swang through the south 
Tattoos up on his neck he got them diamonds in his mouth 

(Verse 1) (Big

the warzooooone, nah, I be in the suburbs
Only war zone that I playing with is with Justin’s brother
That girl fall in love, oh well
If my homie tryna cheat, ya I