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I dont even wanna see tomorrow
Feelin' like this shit ain't even worth it
I been feelin' worthless
And I ain't suicidal, mama
But I put that fuckin'

she gon' act like a pick me)
Call up my dawg, we gon' line up a blitz, we gon' hop out and get him (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
I done said and I'll say it

And the day I lost my mama
That shit fuck mе up
And I had went crazy and went
Ghost and ran my money up (yeah, what?)
Went pick up a Drac with 30
Clip but I

Lil' mama digg what I'm sayin
Keep it funky like an egg and you will never land
All my niggas they don't play they all want them bands
My son a boss he

Bitchin' Summer

Avril Lavigne

Avril Lavigne

2013

make it last forever
I'll pick you up at the liquor store
Hurry up, we can fit one more
It's now or never
It's gonna gonna be, be a bitchin' summer

they bairly getting by
What I'm doing? Sacking up
Keep that burner on me
For any nigga that plan on acting up
Lil mama got a fat ass
I told her "back it

across the states right by the beach cause it's a better vibe
Telling em I'm going up again you know what never mind
I told the officers this ain't a joke

to
Pearl
Fuck with me I'll
Have you sweating right up
Out them curls
I said hey there sexy mama
Won't cha Gimmie a shot
I can
Light up yo worries
Let it out

walked out
Land of the thrill, mayne that's my spot
Workin' that real up in my twat
(System label me, a killa 'cause Lil Boosie gettin' guap)
(Blood cry

Call my phone when ya near me
I might pick up, I might not
Call my phone when you need me
I might pick up, I might not
Mama told her she was a Pop

Pimps

Eightball & MJG

Comin' Out Hard

1993

voice just make a bitch knees weak
I'm in my cadallic, chillin like a fatmack
smoking on a fat sac, drinkin' on a pint of yac
I pick up my car phone, call

brown lil' thang like Kelly Rowland
I'm just hopin' we can make up and make love, yeah
Drink a lil' Casa and take drugs
I probably got some other hoes,

then left with me
I went up a point, let's call it even (yeah, yeah)
Don't like the car she in, gon' end up buyin' her a new Bimmer (let's go)
That

and imma be gone before its light
Imma boss B-O-S-S nigga
My lil homie get off more than your best hitter
RIP Kobe my lil homie chop shit too
Sticks from

Get Money Bros.

Lil Yachty

Lil Boat 2

2018

gone and kill it (whoo)
Throw them legs up and I promise I'll drill it (whoo)
Whip wasn't high enough, I told 'em lift it
Check wasn't high enough, I

Joggers

Dababy

Baby on Baby

Mama told me to pull up my pants (why?)
Got them racks on me, mama, I can't (huh)

I keep tryna pull up my pants
I got thirty thousand in my joggers

and let's get drunk
Call your friends and let's get drunk (Sheesh!)

Caress lil' mama for weed, and she did it for free
Call your friends and let's get

woo on You HAY
Love The way she move HAY
Love them things she doing
Baby twist them hips and twist it like A screw HAY
Imma knock lil mama loose HAY ima

gon understand
You say you do, but no you don't cuz no one understands me tho
I'm smoking on this wood
I hope it get me by
I mix the tens with mgp I

money cash dummy 
It's in my genes to run it up

Late nites end early mornings my ambition got me wanna skip sleep
Fye up da Zaza and switch da matrix

light lacking lil bitch,
5.56's and a mini drayko with a switch,
Walk down on em' it was too easy,
By the dollar general so they couldn't see me,
All

gotta keep flowin'
Slow down, lil' baby, hold on, nah
Keep goin’
Hop out the car while it’s drivin', yeah
Keep scorin’

Sometimes I wish it was a dream
So

crying
Driven by some passion like my boy in attack on titan
Niggas be all up in they feelings actin goofy den a bitch
Niggas claim it's fake love but you

hope he win this fight
Cause I know both of them boys, is his fucking life

I can't imagine what he's going through
Not being able to pick up his little