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Now, dig this

Let me tell you a story
'Bout the sweet hootchie-koo
Who's a-dancin' on the table
Right in front of you
She works all day
In

Mafia Music 3

Sizzla

Mastermind [Clean]

2014

the powers that be, nigga let me be

We around when the sun goes down
And the real, real killers they mourn for ya
It's gonna be a bloodshed
One month,

Mafia Music III

Sizzla

Mastermind

2014

the main dish
Not the old range, that was a lame bitch
Brazilian weave, she say I came quick
I let her see a hundred ki's, a different St. Nick
Moving bricks

Can I Get A...

Dwight Sills

Def Jazz

2005

, bounce wit me, ge gi gi gi gi gi
Can you bounce wit me, bounce wit me, ye ye yeah

Uh-huh uh-huh bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Can ya can ya can ya

Thug N U Thug N Me [Jamie Mix]

2Pac

Until the End of Time

2001

I pull ya hair while we fuckin in the chair, when ya lovin me
Up against the wall, you can have it all just try
Bet my kiss, can get you high, don't

to a perfect gift
A sweet kiss we don't even need a mistletoe
If you not coming, then Santa me bring 3 ho's
Now quit ya teasin' it's the holiday season, lets

Badlands

Mayday!

Take Me to Your Leader

mess yes let's it poppin' y'all,
Am I fazed by em not at all,
'Cause haters don't know dick if they don't posses the cock n balls,
This is Egypt,

Motherfuckers try to grab me by the pussy
Turn around and tell 'em
You can kiss my tush-ey
Turn around and tell 'em you
Can keep on wishin'
Turn

running got a lame nigga sick
World been mind let it crumble in my fist
Tell me why ya baby mama always want a kiss
I’m in err lane wit my whip so dey

drugs you took
Stuck in a nook
Forced to do it by the book
Even though I'm a rook

Here lemme tell ya a tale
You in jail gettin railed
A piece of rail

that puss, where your bitch at?
With a pipe like 500 nick sacks
Plus I spit fat raps with a click clack
Get back, GLAHH GLAHH, let me hold that cake

Money Clip

Action Bronson

Convertibles

2014

that puss, where your bitch at?
With a pipe like 500 nick sacks
Plus I spit fat raps with a click clack
Get back, GLAHH GLAHH, let me hold that cake

can't let her know what I'm on even tho it took some for her to let me in them thongs
I refuse to see my homes maken me a sad song
I told my family ima

ready
We could take it to the private room
Put it in a figure four
And let me get on top of you
Yea
I like that freaky shit
I hope it doesn't bother you

shoot with you
And bring the extra vest
Let me correct the guess, I'm mortal, but
I'll resurrect, leave my heaven bed
Return to earth and spark

Let me be honest I be ballin' like Giannis
Feeling like the King of Diamonds
In Atlanta with my Ruger nigga
I'm too legit, it's the Kanan
I ain't

want me and her alone
Told her imma cop the weed maybe you should get some leafs
Baby where you at whats ya zone
When I leave you alone pick up the phone

the limited edition
Heavy caliber rhyme, shootin down ya peace sign
The war's on for real, run grab ya shield
Yo Meth, take the steel and let these cats know

Just cut him off
Just cut him off
He was with me selling nicks and dimes
Stay posted in the trap
Talking reckless out his mind
No it ain't no coming back

Its been too fucking long since I been in this seat man
Im back though
This the beginning
The beginning of the end
Let me tell y'all how I been

The most leaves ya

News for the day, my uncle just passed, man
Just last night we was
Watching the Lakers game before I left
I gave you a kiss and told
You

U Don't Know [Remix]

M.O.P.

The Blueprint²: The Gift & the Curse

2002

industry lock down
We still tote hammers that go blak-ow
Run up if you wanna, believe me dog
These hammers with they owners, fuck ya G up
Have ya with

' lips on mine
Gotta kiss you get to know your smile
On your mark, get set

Ready, set, let's roll
Ready, set, let's ride
Get ya' little fine ass

getting blowed

Eventually I might have to hit the dispensary
Buy a couple pounds
I’ll be high for a century
Soon as I step in the DJ mention me
I walk by