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leave the house
Don't forget ya naughty when you leave the house 
That means no panties or put on a thong
And girl stop fronting I know this ya song
Twerk

to sayin it was over by a Church doe 
I got to thinkin my ppls stay by a Church bro 
I ain't say it out loud I jus thought the Shit
Overthinking man this

make a house
Close friends hatin' on me really tryin' to play me out
Damn (damn, damn), but niggas couldn't deal with me
If they had blackjack my

damn fault we are so arrogant
Instant access has us inpatient
And constant stress makes us complacent
Entitlement is no accident
It's our own fuckin

hands (Hands)
I could tell by they stance (Ouu)
Momma said take it slow (Slow)
The fast lane always jammed (Jammed)
Damn damn damn damn damn damn (Huh)
I

drinking the voss water 
To beat this case I had to find me a hard lawyer
Wake your ass up in the morning like Tom Joyner 
This divine timing only the true

Damn man, I told ya'll pussy ass niggas I was really gon do this shit bro
I'm coming hard all this year man

I'm a Stranglr, you rappers cut the cheese I

If you see me with my clique you know its gang in this bitch
We smokin piff we gettin lit aint nothin changed in this bitch
These stupid sluts is

some shooters with me, Tom Clancy
This bitch want me to fuck her, I'm like, no, I'm finna pop a Xanny
Tried to run off on the plug, I did it once, he

(Damjonboi)
(Prince, this a hit)
What's up, nigga? You tryna smoke?
Back the fuck up, man
You throwin' breath all around this bitch, foggin' up

Woof!

Snoop Dogg

Screw You 1

1999

Hell yeah
That was a motherfuckin' trip
The way y'all niggas had the whole world sayin' na, na, na, na
This here the Doggfather, rappin' on this

Woof!

Snoop Dogg

The Game Is to Be Sold Not to Be Told

1998

Hell yeah
That was a motherfuckin' trip
The way y'all niggas had the whole world sayin' na, na, na, na
This here the Doggfather, rappin' on this

much demon work, damn near crossed the religion
No way that God would let all of this niggas stay high, I am livin'
I did too much for the next out

on Texas, Gayla by the pet shop
Kevin and Scotty, damn, they used the wreck shop
The ills with the pills and the summer seemed so red hot
Driving in

like I'm rolling a swisher
Shorty getting thicker in the right places
They give you money by the stack, we get it by the cases
Bring out the Bently for

Almost got pulled over, but the cop couldn't stop me
Broke ass nigga, buying shit from the swap meet
Run up in your house, got us looking like a SWAT

(why?)
And her boyfriend just got off and came home early (oh)
He walked in the house and caught us in there 'sleep

Damn, who the fuck is this? (Who?)

C'mon, man, roll outta bed, please c'mon
Diss me say my name in a song
Oh, God give me a minute

Damn, son, you ballin' now, two hours
A hundred

Summer Sixteen

Drake

Summer Sixteen

2016

O's with a V in the middle
You would love it if I went away or didn't say nothing else
How am I keeping it real by keeping this shit to myself?
You

talking, top speed pursuit
Her friend wanna slide damn she cute, too
Talking fun, picked up slump, two for two
Drop the roof, now we jetting, tom cruise
No

Battersea, what a view
You're a damn lame
Thought I fell off that's a damn shame 
This year mana starting a campaign,
This year we ain't playing no damn games,

dissin' me
Mom's grabbed me
And then she gets to kissin' me
She thanks the police for my good health
I don't know why
I coulda done that by my muthafuckin'

by the house
The last shots got sprayed round and my dawg got laid down
Crying thinking how ima look inside his mama face now
This shit deep
It's

creeps
I be chasing the bag while she chase after me
Nigga I'm hot let's check my degrees
You don't quality you a dropout indeed
This is my block you can