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to been on, bitch im not signing no deal bitch you aint sucking or fucking or cooking no meals den hoe I'm not paying no bills, these fuck niggaz all in

I got everything I could ever want And it's way more than I need
I got my cars and boats and dollar bills And lotsa people that'll wait on me But for

flippin molly lucy booty nice and juicy
Tony Hawk and tomahawk the pussy loosy goosy
Let me hit it bitch
Nilla know I'm with the shit
She addicted chasin

it's time for a drive
Probable possibilities I'm proud I'm alive
The yesterday was so wrong, now I gotta sing along
This songs really rad, really feelin'

of followers and profitability

c lot of songs really speak on the same topics 
But I'm not gonna judge, ‘cause yup, the motive is profit
cnd rappers are good

a piece of my cake
While I'm writing this song
Ain't no trust fund kids
We are MONOCHROME
If you come over here you won't last for long

Too many Goody

Sing me a song down by the river
Kiss me like you mean it let me know you're a giver, a giver
Hum me a tune down by the river
Show me how you like let me

really show her that sweet love
She know that I only deal with real niggas
That's why she hears every song that I leak out
I ain't got a shilling for

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Hol on,
See all I know is walking by faith (like I'm Charlie Ray)
....Like it's in my sole & on my shoe lace
See faith my currency & I got plenty,

Panic Attack (The P.A.)

Atmosphere

You Can't Imagine How Much Fun We're Having

2005

front to back
Stack up the stats. Handle the math, and that'll be that
Hold your head up. I know your fed up
But don't let it get up to the top of them

I don’t want today 
I got  bills  I cannot  pay 
And  I ‘m drowning in  the same old 9 – 5 
Pockets full of dreams
But my rainbow’s out of reach

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Bringing you the hottest shit
Like we scoopin' it out of toilets
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thru the whine.
And the Wichita Lineman, 
is still on the line.
I know I need a small vacation.
But it don't look like rain.
And if it snows that stretch

a song with situations you ain't dealt with
Starting to think we cocky shit I know we are
I can hear the money calling
Negativity around me don't make

Sometimes I don't believe in my God
But I've got to give it every shot
Sometimes love is all I got
But I've got more bills in the wok
I just crept

'Cause my heart is in the future
And I know where I belong, it just takes time
Fast forward, now I'm twenty-two
Half a million after taxes
Just to make

know times are gettin' hard
But just believe me, girl
Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar
We'll have it good
We'll have the life we knew we would

the real
Like unemployment and light bills
Cans of Enfamil
Or living off major labor deals
But what would I know about that?
No reasonable doubt, came in

stands promoting their big scam 
I drive by laughing in a fly ass 
Fleetwood broham 
You know what man 
Hard work pays bills 
Stay creative stay ILL
Tell

me back, how I'm gone demon kill
Aye he said he charge 300' I'm like what's the deal
How you do a song then you charge some bills
Aye you ever lose

like I'd rather read Grinch 
Let me read snitch
Cause society's being held together by one stitch
I don't wanna get fucking rich

I'm left in a ditch I

time I headlined
They begged for me
Last time I had no whip I bought 3
Now it's gold bottles flooded to the feet
Roc Boy
Ciroc Boy
Now in Ramada Boy
By

Where is the sequel
I got bills go play your games
Just like "Linda" flap my Wings
In this Wild Life Chase my dreams
Onto bigger brighter things
It

at Home
Release your songs
Where is the sequel 

I got bills go play your games
Just like “Linda” flap my Wings 
In this Wild Life Chase my dreams 
Onto