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Welcome for, to the late night
For the late night, enjoy your experience
Summer nights baby we gon' be alright
This is life baby, go and roll

A puzzled look I gave but I responded, well of course
The Good Book as my primary source
She shook her head, I could tell by the expressions she gave

Yeh I call her my bae 
Cause she swisha sweet
Yeh I call her my bae 
Cause she good to me
Yeh I call her my bae
Cause she swisha sweet
Yeh I call her

Yeh I call her my bae
Cause she swisha sweet
Yeh I call her my bae 
Cause she good to me
Yeh I call her my bae 
Cause she swisha sweet
Yeh I call her

Buckshot, to his dome
Runnin' it up by myself on my own
Mugshot, make her moan
None of these niggas wanna see me back home
She get bent back just

Notes by the layers, true fucking players)

Miss guarded heart, Miss Independents
I knew you way before you became Miss Valents
I was Mr. Apprehensive
One

(Jai Beats on the track, boy)
(Young Producers)

I asked my ex why she lied to me
She told me, "Unfoonk, why you play me?"
I told that bitch,

her, used another for relations
Slid in my DMs, OkCupid
A good girl, but what I did to her was stupid
What makes it worse, she was straight from

feels so hard to let you go right off my hands
Oh time went by and now you`re leaving
Still need you like the air that I am breathing
My little girl

You see, they say, your life is a reflection of your mind, your deep inner consciousness
You know, if your mind is clouded by negativity, your

she's on all fours
Then pin the world down missionary style and fuck it raw
That's my experience
WTF is yours

hoes
To all you bitches steady trickin' tryna get by

All in my dms talkin' crazy
Like if she was my Mrs
Probably missing her prescription
So I had

I was trapping out a Bentley truck, I didn't ask for help
That bitch really was a vegan
Pockets green, She want my kelp
I threw sum bands in niggas

She's Got Papers on Me

Richard "Dimples" Fields

Dimples

1981

taste your sweet, sweet lips 
I make up my mind to abandon the ship 
And man, oh, man, she's crampin' my style 
I look in her face and see your sweet

I don't want enemies
I ain't fucking with enemies
Energy never lie
I can tell by your energy
I ain't fucking with niggas
They part of my allergies,

the night
Look after this pretty girl walking by my side
She's way too delicate to walk in this town
Way too feathery. An angel fallen down
Between the stars

together and experience this

You finally pulled me up, I didn't want to
But you filled me up, from the bottom of my heart
And as we walked through that

fucked up and eyes redder than a red bull
Look at that
I bet she don't know where her kids at
Used to be all that
Now she's dating Mr crack
Had her first

Juve "The Great"

Juvenile

Juve the Great

2003

tight
when I was the one out here not doin it right
until she found my stash she couldn't believe all the weed she found
shit it must've been a half

The way that she postered the hurt that a woman carries
My mother abused young
Like all of the mothers back where we from
SSI bury family members

I just check my account, look like business boomin'
So keep assumin', I'ma keep on groovin' in my track pants
She eat the squad like Mrs. Pac-Man

Batman
Riding through the night (Knight)
Darker than Arkham is
With a bitch to hold me down like Harley Quinn
But she ain't alone, doe, no
She brought

Whispering Hope

Bill Anderson

Country Music Heaven

1993

a single mom
Telling me she and her two children are just barely getting by
The child support payments come late and sometimes they don't come at all

When I turned 19
I spent my birthday watching "Bruce
Almighty" with my parents or
Maybe I went bowling? Please tell
Me yours was cooler

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