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to quit it
But I'm way too deep in this shit it ain't no better feeling
You really don't get it
Finna roll three more on the last one probably can't hit it

Drop Drop

Joe Budden

Cradle 2 the Grave

2003

(Pop pop) - at the bar Budden them bottles and them
(Shots shots) - my ladies it's all gravy if you
(Hot hot) then come back to the (spot spot)

the peace
TLC we like to creep and rock the bed like Young Money, so

Won't you Say My Name
Say it loud, ouu
Shawty Say My Name
Wear it out, ouu
Shawty say my

to be, reckoned with when you step to this
And accept the course of destiny
Preparing me to just let it be
Most steadily I rock, slowly I roll
This that

hand out
Everybody want the top I'd figure I plan south
If you standing in the way my nigga it's man down
Weathered the drought
Jumped up off the porch

Blessed with intelligence, you dummies are irrelevant 
Cursed to this confinement, gotta find my way around it
Imma live a long time and leave behind

you mothafuckers want Shady)
The lost begotten seed of 2Pac (if Pac was still here now)
To lead this industry into the ways of the man (he would never

ain't kidding
If you want it, you can get it
Members of the rage, come and get you some
Next step's out the jet from the lean back (ow)
Running 'round

ain't kidding
If you want it, you can get it
Members of the rage, come and get you some
Next step's out the jet from the lean back (ow)
Running 'round

Uninvited by you guys
Killing everything in sight
Man it's a murder scene
And I ain't finished murdering
Every rapper eat em up like it's burger king
I'm

Letha Brainz Blo

Heltah Skeltah

Nocturnal

1996

pop
You don't want it with the Rock, better duck dumbfucks
You're out of luck, you got caught by the Ruck

First of all, niggaz don't know jack, my

the top
Keep that coochie
She just want to shop
She a groupie
Not my type so girl you lose me
I can't lie I'm way to choosey
Shawty say I'm way too bougie

Hot Boy

Saweetie

ICY

Daddy, what did you get me today?
What's in the bag?
It better be some ice
Hahaha
For real, quit playing with me (Icy)
Nigga, I want all that

I done became a rich man, I was a poor boy
Super lit with rich friends, that coupe a grown toy
Come get it if you want it, boy
Pleaded with a voice

thot I'ma shoot her
Like woah
Where he go
Hang out the window dump it on his bro
Better get low
Let it go
If you slide with your bitch I'm clicking

I rock Christian Loubs
Yeah, she want to fuck with the crew (ugh)
Bad bitch and she rock Jimmy Choos
Vivienne west now she flexing on you
If I pick up

on the way
If you ain't on the way
Girl what is you on
Tell me what you want
How much do yo nigga make?
It ain't more than me
He been in the crib his whole

round the corners tryna fucking cuff us up
You know what we on
I don’t wanna stay long
When I make it to the top
Never forget where I’m from
Way back

hit it I won't call you no more
Shit on you like that (*more laughing*)
She talkin about no she want me to cock over her
And shit, on her stomach!

Yeah
Ima get whatever I want nigga
Nah I ain't rich... I just want it that bad

Yeah
Wasn't worth it huh?
Wasn't what you want?
Wasn't workin huh?

it to my floor, fuck the people and sheesh
Because they talkin about all the things that wanna bring me down
But I'm just makin to the top one way

on a white horse
I know you're Rock 'n Roll
The kinda girl who finds it creepy when I stare at you
I still do it though damn
I'm crazy deep in love and
I won't

should name em
Still getting mines you should stay up out my way yeah
Till I'm sitting in the booty of a Maybach

Rock bottom I done seen and done
Drop top

reality was
To make you move, to make your body rock
To celebrate good times whether or not I'm at the top
Then I got tools to make it pop
I'd be a fool