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Personality

T-Pain

Professional Rapper

2015

for them
I ain't ever been the G at the bar
That get them bitches hella wet just by seeing his arms
You know the boy about the leg work
I plant

learned the chords by myself
Tell these niggas it's a race
And that I already started
Y'all just running in place
Y'all don't be getting far
And ice game so

grips as she wraps around my hips
Kiss my lips, huggin' on the sheets, she getting blitzed uh

You bet not trust those dirty hoes
No no no
'Cause she will

necessary than she'd rather be alone
Can tell she for real by the sound of her tone
Shorty grown, no chaser, she got me in the zone

[Chorus w/ ad libs]

It's the fourth quarter I'm about to sub in
My bitch getting mad she like
Why you always clubbing
But I ain't catch no ass tonight
Baby I was just

It seemed like a long way once you were on foot
He kept walking, not in a hurry
Margie Sue was teasing now even if she wasn’t before
Anyway, not

got mine
Well only when I got time
I just wanna have fun fuck the bullshit
And that pussy on a bean got bull whipped 
Not me cause I'm not a option 
I'd

backwards is just Another Nigga Dead
Your grandfather wasn't a kills
He was one of them fiends
Your daddy wasn't even a shooter he
Used to run from them beams

If she loyal ask her yo
Is you down to ride or no
Whatchu know about those not much loyalty out here no

Any mini miny moe
Can you catch her by her toe

having dinner
Not a beginning
Yeah, you're chilling with a winner, in the sheets
Clinton to Lennon, sending baby, this just a beginning

Is what I told her

You're No Good

John Wesley Harding

Collected Stories 1990-1991

1991

down to mood by the three degrees

How can you be so limp and spineless
When she'd even help you to make your final stand
It's not enough for anyone

a puff puff pass
Up up in the clouds got me blasting on the gas
No response, probably cause she's working on her sass
Or she's getting DM's by the load, by

the guys click
Yea, she's cute and she's not
Trying to hide it it's best for me to not
Even try to describe it plus she's young
But you can't tell by how

that phone, cause I wasn't gettin lined
I blew up your spine right on the FaceTime
Ain't give you a dollar, not even a dime
Your bitch is a fiend, she

I'ma just fuck around cop me a Draco
Everyday a party I'm getting that cake hoe
I ain't done robbing, I'm ready to take moe
Bankroll starting to look

said I don't know I'm really picky
I said
If you feeling iffy in a sticky situation
You can solve it in a jiffy by just getting something basic
She said

just breathe, stay calm relax
While we listen to a

Rap, Fiend 
By any means I can't let em in between I'ma 
Rap, Fiend 
By any means I can't let em in

close
Didn't choose this Route
But It's the only high road
I don't want no tit for tat
Fuck getting my get back
I just want my feelings and my time that I

Shown you love, even bought you a Montclair sweater
So it made me get that green
All by my means
Ain't chasing no bitches
Too much money, you chasing me

Everytime I Think About Her

Jadakiss

Ghetto Classics

2006

some kinda way
She doing strange things
But I ain't with the games
Just keep it a secret yo
It's cheaper to keep her bro
Two wrongs don't make us

and dick
Whatever she get to eat I get
She even wake up early and make grits
Last time I sent her off she threw a fit
She say she really getting tired of my

since I can even remember

Hold up I just rolled up in this bitch
Hold up I just walked up in this bitch
I glowed up me and my niggas getting rich
I

just woke up, but she was stuck And out of luck
They took her to a warehouse house where no One could hear her scream
Them niggas pulled her by

stuck to my hand
She wanna fuck with me told her never again
Bitch don't even know the real me, she just know I post pics on Instagram
My hunnids pink