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You Won't See Me Tonight

Nas

I Am...The Autobiography [Clean]

1999

bless you
Mentally and sexual, we both intellectual

Can't forget how I met you;
You thought I was a boxer -- Prince Nasim
But I'm the mobster -- Nas

m a real nigga real trill nigga
Will kill if Im pushed for real lil nigga
But I dont gotta talk about the steel lil nigga
Blood that spill lil nigga

York,
I got an alibi, fuck all ya courts,
It's Mr. Trap c lot, Fashion, and Sports,

Rapping the course, the course of action staying active of course,

BabyLouie what you doin
She tryna see what the move is huh
She hit me up like what you doin' huh
I like her body how she move it huh
I hit like lil

We'll go ahead, do your best and find me
Matter of fact, I'll be at your mom's by nine and we'll be fuckin' all night
Disregard the rubber
I'ma pull out

Let It Go Lil' Mama

Pharrell Williams

Brass Knuckles

2008

let it goooo

Yo, they call me Mr. Intellectual, I keep a bunch of vegetables
Carrots and the broccoli, how the hell can you stop me?
Naughty by

and the players (Word)
Got sticks in Andreas (Huh)
Baby, bring it up
(Go) , bring it up (Go) like stayess (Go, go)
She do a split on the dick (I ain't lyin')
Lil

to ah Cobra
They can't Restrict this lil boa
King to the Thrown
I got a name they don't know of 


Black Lives Matter (Mr.Officer why you stop me
Black

low
I do a verse, you know my prices ain't, low
Lil' momma know I like my kisses down low

I'm Lil Bibby, Mr. Everything-For-The-Low
Mr

But I'm too turnt to sleep in a Benz (I'm too turnt to sleep, yeah)
If them niggas don't work, then go eat by yourself
You can't keep up by feedin'

hoes in my crib
They all Mexican
I'm trying to get a lil quick smoke session in
She don't live in section 8
She live in section 10
I hit the pussy from

Lil Wayne:
Yeah (take me out, take me out)
ok now it was me and Mrs. C
we was chillin by ourself 
both of us just popped a pill 
and now am feelin'

My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance

Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them

ain't blinded by revenge
Pack touched down, I spread it like a rumor
Oldschool sweatsuit, velour with the puma
Mezcal-Mexican, cigar from Cuba
You are my

wockiesha like bagmoney 
He crashed out I fell in love w keke her ass chunky 
I passed out thryna fuck the bitch like mr Marcus 
I laughed loud when I bust

cut
Next up might be you, get bucks?
I do too I can do anything buying shoes by the twos why don't you hall le lu all praiseS to his name
This is you

Fat Joe the Don!
And Mr worldwide reporting live from the east
Ross the boss, Mr mauricio
I know paper, can buy the newspapers
Millions now, billions

careful lil nigga
All of my niggaz are plotting
You already dead lil nigga

Woo
Woo
I'm checking for synergy and energy
So, watch how you step to me,

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

not on the block yet fools/ you could tell i'm
fly by my postre boo/ i get into the thighs of a prostitute/ then buy her
a popsicle/ that's why i hear

of Texas, teeth goin' bling-bling
Lil' ol' Ms. Ling Ling, givin' happy endings
I was fifteen years old, pushin' weed on a ten speed
I'm a lil' ass Mexican

Sumthin lik the torch, got that fire by any means
Niggas is doom, if you dont got the ratchet
Tryin to make that money stretch, Mr. Fantastic
Tryin to make

kick it like Mbappe
Lil shawty, yo body
Need to spoil that
Like where your soil at
Cant let them soil that, aye
I could crank and let it heat, or let it

I've made

Mr. Sandman
Sellin me dreams
Doesn't say much but he's Telling me things

Mr. Sandman 
Sellin me dreams
Doesn't say much but he's Telling me