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with my zombies and
My goons like Transylvania
My niggas got it low by
Scalpin' tickets out the stadium
My messages is free movies
That’s word

10-4 over and out
The way we talk sometimes you'd think
Our love is filled with doubt
But when we're all alone by
The fireside of our home
The angry

Klusterfuk

Mayday!

Take Me to Your Leader

2012

to the grill,
Heheheheheheheeeeh, WAY REAL,
I got the shit that get the crowd jumpin',
My shit a lotta thumpin silly just like a DRUNKEN MONKEY,
Nigga we

to the part where his records
Could 'fford him a couple Fords like "Lord, ain't he gifted?"
Christmas just doesn't fit him, I need my own holiday
And by

back to my house
Just like we did before
Cause I think of that night all the time

If you want, we can come up
Have a cup of tea
Have a little champagne,

you send a text just know it's left on read
And if this is love I can't leave you, triggered by the little things you do
Tell them hoes that they can

from Cookies, maybe like five eighths
From the last time you seen me you can tell I've aged
More lines on my face
The tiny little light inside of my eye

cheer me on louder than the rest
Like I'm in love with and loved by my biggest fan
And when I'm hard on me you make me feel like I'm the best
Make me feel

on cruise keep control by my dolo
Copping the order I know that I'm wit it
Slide wit the gators they get all the fishes
Roar like a lion I been moving vicious

she want when we screwin'
I'm on point, I know what I'm doin'
Way too smart to act like I'm stupid
I get my advice from Mike Rubin
I'm not by

Yea
Hey jump on my meat like a bunny yea
Like a bee gimme the honey yea
She asking why don't you love me yea
I don't do no lovey dovey
Lemme touch up

At the end of the day, you know you're just Sunday blue
Instead of sending it out, it's best to send it on home 
Where you get some more love but a little less

Higher

Twista

Kamikaze

2004

could look to the left or the right but I'm trapped on center stage
And I could rap to the beat, but I don't know how to change my ways
I still hear

fun and games
You be laughing at my pain like you got jokes like Marlon Wayans
Don’t wanna feel like this no more over a little hoe
Don’t wanna hold

fin' brag cause that pussy super wack
And I don't got no feelings bitch so you can't be attached
Send me a little message, bitch ima delete that
My phone

You're trying to sound hard, but you look like a bed wetter
I'm hoping to get cheddar by doing what I love
So I'm using my life to make some music for

boy
I send these kids to school
Listen closely to what I got
Listen close and watch what I can do
I learned the hard way 
Take my word; this ain't for

Life Is Serious

504 Boyz

Goodfellas

2000

know you love my nigga
In the casket at 22 he didn't figure
You was mad at the funeral seeing his hoes
But he kept it real with you like an thug suppose

something, to say to you"
He said "my skies are grey but yours are always blue"

He said "little by little I'm falling for you", oooo
Little by little I'm

inside,

Keep my heart and my mind
Protected, like sex contraceptives,

People wanna give me love, 
These days, and it
Hard to accept it,

When I argue with

(oops) 
Keep talk that shit, imma send in the troops

Never be lacking
Always be stacking
These niggas be fake
Bitches be active
Bulls be the greatest 
My

a case for why
They're exceptional artists
And necessary identities for unique reasons
For me I found Ghetto
He was my way of finding
A voice and identity

what I am and I love life in so many ways
Oh

(Ratada)
I used to get by with a little help
But now I make it on my own
I can't deny, wasn't always
It

used to forget you
instead i try and discover
a new way to get you
into my life my world my soul
my poor mind revolves around you-
sweet little kitten