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According to a recent tweet by Iggy Azalea
"Diss songs shouldn't be filled with
Celebrity name drops to pad out lazy bars"
I beg to differ

Rihanna

(aye)
Hop in the Range and we outta here
Skrt on them bitches without a care
Cards on the table like Solitaire
Fuck wit ya boy if you for a pair
My milly

Bug Powder Dust

Bomb the Bass

Journey into Ambient Groove, Vol. 3

I'm a wreckin' a crew

I'm like Bill Lee writing when he's in Tangier's
And now I'm on a soul safari with my Beatnik peers
Analog reel and a little

Jesus walking
Them big steppers wear a pair of docs
You can talk your shit but I don't care a lot
When I walk in this bitch with the Paradox, yeah it's

Rave shit)
Arm out the window with a jar full of shine
Arm out the window with a jar full of shine
(Redneck Rave shit)

Drive a big old truck and
You

in the club
Big chillin' with my feet up
They ain't smokin' like the OG
They be off that bammer
I be smokin' on that OG
No flex, 'cause the name weighs

Bug Powder Dust

Bomb the Bass

Clear [UK]

1995

I'm a wreckin' a crew

I'm like Bill Lee writing when he's in Tangier's
And now I'm on a soul safari with my Beatnik peers
Analog reel and a little

Boys at War

The Hot Boys

Guerrilla Warfare

1999

fire 
And I puff til its gone, boy I'mma a rider 
Strap up 'cause its on 
What!!....Nigga thinks its cool to not wear a vest no mo' 
Boy in this war,

the rim, you a rebound ayyy
Never sorry
Bad boy like Mike Lowry
Raw young nigga, gnarly
Backwoods for the raw weed
Can’t fuck with me hardly
Too icy, can’t

off the rim, you a rebound ayyy
Never sorry
Bad boy like Mike Lowry
Raw young nigga, gnarly
Backwoods for the raw weed
Can't fuck with me hardly
Too

cry, you a child, you my baby boy
You call yourself Tory after The Notorious Big (Yeah)
Biggie turning in his grave when he hear yo' shit
Don't ever

I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up

that shit around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
Cause I ain't gettin indicted
With fools around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
It's cool you flip

going on
Ahh what's going on

Ja Rule:
What's going on in a world filled with pain
Where's the love for which we pray
What's going on
When our children

believe in god big drac turned him to believer
Opps keep taking shots get white boy wasted just like justin beiber
Cball florida water he make it storm

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 your

to sheep
Your mami know that dick go deep
Pull up your dress young man
Take it in the but like a bitch
Ain't always a way in the game
That's why BMQ do big

(That's cap)
Me and the mandem, we sittin' on stacks (On stacks)
Just like your boy Justin, I'm cracked
In the brand new Vette, where the gyal at?
Girls hit

Been hood rich, been sellin' that crack rock
Smokin' on Shark doin' pro's on a laptop
Slide on his block turn shit to a Mac block
Big boys slide with

Joshua, give me a beat, man

I am a star with a worldwide song
You're a steroid experiment
Gone terribly wrong
You sucked in the NFL, the truth hurts

Lassiter
Big Nose Mike, otherwise know as Ego Killin' Em 
(I ride by your grave all the time)
Rest In Peace Jamal Thomas
Darius Franklin
Lil Kev, Kevin Neal,

stacking my money,
People assumed that I quit rap my pockets getting chubby,
Stay in that pussy like Justin Bieber my baby get that yummy,
All of my people

Big black dick it was fresh out the oven

Big white dick i think his name is justin 

How many guys in there i think a dozen

cll in his butt you know i

He opened his jaws, paused before he could talk
I put four forks in this dork and then I lined him with chalk

I'm big
Ah, I'm big
(He big!)
Who big