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Boi!

Mike Jones

The Voice

2009

Boi I got so many
Boi I got so many
Wait hold up hold up hold up hold up
We gonna put it down for texas one time
Boi I got so many
Boi I got so

Yeah
So many sore losers keep tryna talk to me
Y'all need to focus on winning, stop focusing on me
Yeah

Thirteen thousand in Portugal, that's

like a calculator
So many zeroes, I malfunctioned and went out of data
Eating so much pussy, mouth wide like an alligator
Yeah, I'm a killer, out a hater

bad?"
She replied "just trust me"
Feeling kinda Irish, I'm always getting lucky
So many girls call me daddy, I should fight for custody
My life like

of them text her

I give her back just like money you
Tuck her like she was profit
Hold up, shout out my nigga Diddy we hit shit
I hit so many hoes I need

hit by Cupid
Jack ball hard so you can not dispute it
Killing this beat the way I abuse it
They trynna hang but I leave em on nooses
Going so crazy

the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got

money don't quit (nah)
Sure know how to make a hater sick (throw up)
I got too many hoes up on my phone (on my phone)
I got too many niggas on my dick (on

Boi!

Mike Jones

The Voice [Clean]

2009

[INTRO]
Boi I got so many
Boi I got so many
Wait hold up hold up hold up hold up
We gonna put it down for texas one time
Boi I got so many
Boi I got

a shoe as the base
Don't miss the pitch, better swing and hit, if you don't you're giving chase
Swear I had so many friends
Only trying to make amends

will get you through, ain't no use to bein foolish
Ain't got one life to live, so be careful how you use it

[Chorus - Mr. Chris]
Y'all don't know what

Man I planned on being rich
Cross me you'll be in a ditch
Too many men act like bitches
Girls come through they don't ditch us
Blow loud all day

Boi!

Young Problemz

Da Problem (How's My Rapping?)

2009

Boi I got so many
Boi I got so many
Wait hold up hold up hold up hold up
We gonna put it down for texas one time
Boi I got so many
Boi I got so

that, tell that, I'm trying to quiet the haters
Never required to fake it
So I never will smile in faces
When I'm coming to kill competition in front

on it
Drive by from the opps when they done we go spray on it

Idk too many people who could rap with lil steppy
They dont got my bars so they know not

And the system keep playin' them to the left, man it's so many tests
So many haters love seeing you stess, but tribulations come with being the best
Still it's

wanna ride on me
Double fumbling cash, dag, predicted itching to slide on me
How much success before taking me out the game
So how many shows before I

till life's no more
I hope my bro Chris turn to the cross
Before his eyes close and it's lights all off
Whoa, before your body hauled off
All because you

love
Players be like so what
Drinkers be like pour up
smokers be like roll up
haters be like hold up

(Valid)
Baby is you into it
Talk my shit so

zum Rathaus
So sieht es grad aus
Erst schmeißt ihn sein Pa raus
Es war ein Albtram für Chris
Nur um sein'n Arsch zu retten
Jetzt bleibt er noch mit so

cheeto he be wildin
Smoking dope while you
they black and milding

So many haters in this word 
That wanna see me fall 
So many haters in this word 
That

MC Chris Is Dead

MC Chris

MC Chris Is Dead

paid
So many starvin' Marvin Garden, claimin' MC see
But he's a seedless greed, makin' pace in the RV
It's a croc in the pot, is fraught, of it be

(the sunset falls)

The sunset falls, the stars get no sleep
Last joint left, some things you can't keep (the sunset falls)
So many people saying

cause I'm so aspris
Stop checking my wrist
So many haters they calling me Chris
But go check the latest, your girlfriend loves this
Ja dit is, vang hom