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gotta love it, New York City (haha)

I been doin' my own thang
You can tell by the stones on
My neck, and my wrist, and my ears
I'm doin' my thang (haha)

Pimp in My Own Rhyme

Eightball & MJG

On Top of the World

1995

fake, niggas get the 
Fuckin wit' the, 
Don't be the next one to get done and find
You can't fade a pimp in his own fuckin rhyme

Pimp, in my own

make her look stupid
She don’t do the dumb shit
You can’t just look clueless
She learned from Ashanti
She ain’t gone look foolish
Aight by yourself
But

hurt by that new bitch
Hit me up
When it's too late
I'll be on some new dick
I'm Coming raw; No latex
You on delivered; A fed ex
Diamonds in my watch

I gave these niggas flows to run wit
Stayed on board they jumped ship
Ain't no assumptions
Consider me a goat you know my name
Niggas want my life I

fat, you gon' know her when you see her
Such a vibe gon' be mad if you leave
She gon' chase her own bag, get her fee up
Like the one you couldn't have,

and A's
Just like Junior (throw 'em up)
Tony Montana 'cause I made my own future
See my little friend say hello you fucking loser
Primrose and blue that's

Girlfriend and Boyfriend

Lil' Romeo

Gametime

2002

from her head to her toe shot by cupid
write letters to let me know how she feel
one of a kind good team you know that she's real
my juliet call her my

Step By Step

Whitney Houston

Preacher's Wife [1997]

1996

spirit go
Until I get to my destination
I'm gonna take it slow
Because I'm making it mine

Step by step (you know I'm taking it)
Bit by bit (bit by

spirit go
Until I get to my destination
I'm gonna take it slow
Because I'm making it mine

Step by step (you know I'm taking it)
Bit by bit (bit by

cemented
I'm getting bigger now
You've made selections my reflections
You couldn't dead beat the boy
But killing me is a suggestion
As if I got to get you

Next Friday got the sauce boy

She call me loco
She think I'm Pablo
They know I'm loco
I slip like a teflon, no no
I do em raw
Can't be trapped by no

I wasn't born by the river, but a change gotta come
Thought you was heaven sent
My therapist, the one I vent to
Tough times, while I grind
Advising me

up
You still see the fellows
It's T touch mister baja panti
With a red bone mami lookin' like Ashanti
All in my ear talkin' 'bout she want me
Cause she

when you're by my side don't nothing else matter
You clear the sky on a rainy day, I got your back throughout anything
I'd pick a bad time with you over

at
I like to keep it 100 , my bank it charge for 99
Its like I crawled out the cave , I seen the sun I like the shine
But on some other shit
I cant even

yea yea)

In your mind, I call my pistol 'cause it stay by me

(Uh-huh)

That's like my brother, lucky mothers

We ain't nothin' to see

(Uh-huh)

Gangsta

Young Dro

Best Thang Smokin'

2006

to
Y'all look thirsty my cutlass look like orange juice
Four forty two fuck ridin' I'ma burn through da mob don't concern you
We cleaner than your germ

This a note to Ashanti
I ain't talking to Khali 
I'm talking to the boy who started rapping as a hobby
And turned that shit to something great

we're anti
Your whole team tryna sing like Ashanti
My peng tings looking artwork, Banksy
She come around then she take off the panty
Woah, off pant,

quick
You my right hand and never left you must be ambidextrous 

Put our love together like a perfect game Tetris
Shawty got her own thing she ms

the booth get this thang booming
Ten hours in the stu man this game crucial
It may sound cool but this is pain music
I been out the loop staying in my lane

the sweet tea
You like chocolate baby I can be your sweetie 
Then you'll be Hershey wasted and drunk off my kisses like touch me taste it 
Said he like

Brillante y elegante en el parlante mas grande que un elefante
Cuando escribo I Murder INC like Ashanti
Cant hold me down el techo piso
Ain't got