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need more drugs

Jokes up, bitch it's time to hoe up
If you don't got no dough, bitch, you gets no love
More slugs, fill my clip with more slugs
All

gonna make you real chilly (Pew)
I'm out in Houston with Whitney
I'm with your bitch and we sippin' on Whitney (Sippin on Whitney)
She wanna know what's

No Complex

Chino XL

Here to Save You All

1996

the shields of your Landcruiser (your click)
My click is stoned like they eyes gazed upon Medusa
Makin this picture clearer
It gets weirder than incest

I Got Your Back

Rampage

The Imperial Album [Clean]

1998

(Busta Rhymes)
Catching my fever
Rob the passanger, the last griever
You don't lone my squad? 
Fuck ya'll, we don't love your ass neither
Way off

The Ghetto

Nas

The Documentary 2.5

2015

a light, nigga?
Used to chastise or string us up to spite niggas
War to fight for the culture, instead we eaten by vultures
They mix us like mimosas, hang

New God Flow

Kanye West

Game of Thrones

2012

drown all these haters, rest in peace to Whitney Houston
Cars, money, girls and the clothes
Aw man, you sold your soul
Naw man, mad people was frontin'
Aw

We turning off the lights, then we get straight to undressin'
My baby be caressin', your love is so refreshin'
Baby I'm confessin' wanna give your ass

New God Flow

Kanye West

New God Flow

2012

drown all these haters, rest in peace to Whitney Houston
Cars, money, girls and the clothes
Aw man, you sold your soul
Naw man, mad people was frontin'
Aw

Aye they gone judge me by my past not my future

I advise you not to try me
On my own who right beside me
Pistol on my waistline
I be solo when im

Beauty I'm your beast, lets kiss please okay
Yea, she want me to be her only man
Back it up and bounce, show me you my OnlyFan
My flow breezy, call me

The fuck look like be a rapper and lacking
But I ain't a rapper I load up and clap shit
Sliding with Whitney thru Houston,My ratchet
I'm from Jersey, I score

just to see our hearts are beating in sync
Singing my love is your love by Whitney Houston
Who dat boy is a 9 and the wife is a 10
10 toes down when you

all
If you was made of cake mix then I would gladly lick the bowl

And kiss your moles see Houston we have a problem
I believe I first spotted you in Ma

friends wanna stare
Oh, your boyfriend a rapper? Is he Lil Uzi Vert? Nah, my boyfriend is gay
And they think he a gimmick
How the freak I'm a gimmick? If

you're talkin' 'bout weed
Then Orangina is my shit
A couple grand for a feature is a bitch
I'd hate to be you but you
Would love to be this
Peep this G

there there
Jehovah in heaven is directing
My brother man na step by step
Make you play your role make I play my role well

I say it's about that time

track is rated M my g
That's for melinated.
 No hoe in them No holding em
Rap is the new podium
My main focus is economics
I Build a nation study Marcus

touchdown in Boston
Everybody wanna take the lead no acoustic
Just wanna spit spit spit with no emotions here
This ain't Houston and I ain't Whitney, dear
For

that y'all never forget me
I need the same affect Bobby had on Whitney
My head getting bigger wave caps won't fit me
If I lack anything then I lack envy

P.soul on the track
I c... I come in the name of Jesus by The power of the Holy Spirit
The devil is a motherfuckin liar
So you know I ain’t worried

Parker
Michelle Laquan McDonald, George, man
Tanisha Anderson, Akhee, that's my fam
We all kin, no matter the color of your skin
Tamir Rice jermaine Read,

I'm your Drag Queen! I'm your Drag Queen! I'm your Drag Queen!
Sho be doo be doo Drag Queen!
You're my babe, just my babe, love my babe
Don't you

car, then ride by me 

Got guns that put a gap in your mouth like the bull Bobby...brown 

Trying to this chick Whitney in Houston 

But it's still

friends is wrong 

Your shit start to fall the devil got forms 

I be holding my arms till my trigger get broke 

And I don't understand how niggas is