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Cuba cue to Snow Dogs 2: my har is Hardy
Good Will Hunting for Extra Gold with the Secret in the Olde Miller
Kneel to the Throne like you're a Snow

shakin her hips, she teasing
Like
She know what she doing I need it
Damn
Move it like that
She call me a dog so I'm chasin her cat
My demons they moody

don't mean to be demanding
But I mean it without padding that it's tragic, my position
I don't need a hundred grand, I just need a hundred fans
All I'm

takin shit from me know that its ours
I've been
cway from my dogs but I gotta come back
The longer we off it's the more I lose track
The days going by

told my mom I love the pottery
I be dropping thousands yea I'm great for the economy
She feeling lucky with flack she won the lottery
Small ass circle it

I got my hands full of money can't give you hand shake 
Getting cake and no be sey na my birthday 
I hold ground can make it shake just like

you know that I'm with it
I've been on the grind, I gotta get mine
Hop off the boy can't handle the shine
I'm a dog no canine
We finna win by

Just made a VIP section in my room
Glass Pepsi bottles like it's brew
Lit on FaceTime with the crew
Life of Lil Ari with nothin' to do
I can't wait to go

their rent
Get that cake like it's my birthday but I ain't no 50 cent
Gettin paper, stayin humble, I've been patient for so long
Goin hard on every song,

crank the roy
Freak it for the birthday, shawty swing it my way
Bombs over baghdad, booming on a friday
Everybody geeked up, knucking if you buck, boy

to Pac
323 in this year alone killed by cops
44 black 72 is white
It's only the Mid of May my nigga I need a light
I think it's time to unite
You heard

I got out, I was lifted up
I poured the wine into Pharaoh's cup
It was his birthday, there was quite a feast
When he hung the Baker's head upon

my phone
I was born by myself and I'm gon die like that Vlone
Gen 5 19 with a stick it came two tone
And don't invite to no clubs if I can't bring

dealers stuck
him a few extra notches ahead of us. This life has never felt better. Acting hard with a
heart of gold. Just tempted by the look of it all. He

Bigger and bigger the bag I end up saggin it my pants 
Ya

Head board by the mattress 
Really feel It's an attatchment 

Count the money on that head board

Ricks, yeah
I'm up in Philly with my dog, she a dickhead
Bitch, come on

All that talkin' like you tough, you better be about it
Huh,Glock layin' on my

She want my dog ass to give her the bin bone 
Sike bitch I just left the tone 

Cause I just caught play 
It ain't inbound it's out state 
And ain't no

sloppily
The grip by my side it coddles me
The Backwood is bussin' with broccoli
She got me Dior, got me some Tech, later she said she'll Prada me
Aye Aye

feel like Rick and Morty cause I wanna get schwifty
I'm doing 2MUCH like iustus mori
I'm living my newest story
Flow so bloody and violent
Yeah, I'm

Follow me into your inner parts
No Rick and Morty when I'm in the theme park, 
Yadidimean dog?

Everybody's got something to say 
Not me motherfucker
Not

mash it in I'm confident, that I'm gone get my peace of mind
For when I pick my poison
Only wanna fighting chance for my dogs
I would pull the trigger if

My World

Simoton=Processor

Brain Storm

2002

copy-catting son (why?) cause your dog did it 
 Get your own lingo, make up your own jingle 
 Ten years later you be bitin my single 
 Primo, take it

rack, through the bread, yeah, I'm thumbin'
Dog get it bag off his head, bounty huntin'
Tom Cruise on the scene, young nigga stuntin'
Doin' flips with

I was raised by gorillas
If my life were a movie
It'll be labeled a thriller
Been cold with the flow name a rapper that's chiller
I've been styling