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up callin' it quits
It don't matter, Porsche to 6, they be all my dick
I, slaughter the strip wit a quarter a brick
I got Florida chicks comin'

Penitentiary Chances

Jim Jones

Harlem: Diary of a Summer [DualDisc]

2005

up callin' it quits
It don't matter, Porsche to 6, they be all my dick
I, slaughter the strip wit a quarter a brick
I got Florida chicks comin'

Breathe

La India de Oriente

Up Close and Personal [Clean]

2001

Nuttin' come before them, don't give a f*** who it is
You a proud a** woman, never cry for help
Been doin' it for years all by yourself
For cryin' out

just wanna, get fed garlic toast and lasagna
Get head while I'll roast in a sauna
F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S, how can you hate that?
And I aint concerned wit

with this choppa
I'm hoping it don't jam
They tried to come nd stop us
Them knowing dat they can't
Yo b**** she call me papa
She know dat i'm the man

know I run it up 
Got the whole block jumpin
I don’t need that wits end
Tune that shit then
That’s a whole fact run it
All night let me get it I’m

next to bed ,
If they there dare then they dead
Ran it down with one leg , 
On my bike, like F the feds
Brandish guns and got a WEDGE
She wanna f**k me

next to bed ,
If they there dare then they dead
Ran it down with one leg , 
On my bike, like F the feds
Brandish guns and got a WEDGE
She wanna f**k me

love them letters
I'm dropping track by track I'm only getting better
Fettuccine, I pick any
I know she like me she wanna be with me
In the cut girl you

the breasts on the beat
(Feel the breasts on the beat)
When it come to this rap shit
Youngin' like me i rather death than defeat
They stressin' the peak
I'm

knee
Look like I'm trapping you look at my knots how I like it don't fold underneath
Can't make me fold man fuck ones who told the prosecutor come wit

like it's a holiday

The music is too loud
We don't give a two f#cks anyway (Get the f#ck out)
Yeah

Party was meant to finish at midnight
I guess there

and Slim
Steppin like Ye and she wanna be Kim
I gave her the boot like the face of my Timb
Ridin around wit da weight in the rims
They caught me servin

thick (don’t)
But you fuckin wit a pro so you gon learn some tips (tips)
Players club Ronnie on the table doing tricks
And if you wanna Act up, my niggas

a bunjee jump
I got
Niggas tryna rumble me
All because they b*tches wanna f*ck with me
Keep a 22 up in my l-e-v’s
I pull the trigger knock a n*gga out of his

Do It Like Me

Skepta

Doin' It Again

2011

don't do it like me

Guess who's in the city, it's going off
They know I got money, but I ain't showing off
I drop it like it's hot
F*ck how much doe

Bo$$ Playa

Snoop Dogg

Paid tha Cost to Be da Bo$$ [Clean]

2002

to the Lord just to keep my faith
F*** straight

Many people don't be knowin' about this pimp game (pimp game)
But I'm sure they wanna know about this pimp

everybody gon prove they self
Dont care if you a day 1 can remove ya self
Looking at me like I'm the 1 buggin
I might be but like man f**k it
2 tears in

sloppy
Get even wit haters for what
What's destined for me they can't touch
I'm custom made like a LUT
This didn't happen by luck
It's all for my Father

is the best for dudes with no luck
And there’s more piles that suck
Don’t you know that dash dash dash dash dash dash
They won’t let me speak (haha)

These b****** wanna touch on me these b****** wanna f*** on me
I been raised by the real og guess the apple don't fall that far from the tree
Satellite

always worth they 
Happiness I need more place for 
Vacation 
Fuck ever living basic 
Take a cup i want chu to taste it 
Tell me your heart vacant 
Don't

Tell the killer he gon kill if I say so
My young nigga on yo block giving halos
Lay low spin the block wit the Draco
Case closed f@*k the charges he

go 'head, move that ass
Give a G a chance and let me clog the gap in ya pants
I can tell you a freak
By the way that you dance
Yeah, a AAA man
I'm