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Then find her, pick her up to my weekly apartment
Too easy, I'm flawless (Brr, ah)
Forget that you're like some spicy wasabi
You're so bad, for me you

know that I been rollin'
Bitch, saying to myself, I catch that boy
I'ma dome him
I ain't playing with you bitches
That's n my soul, that's on my momma

summer met you
Way back high school
Yeah I thought you was cute
Back then I had a boo
No longer she my boo
So wassup with you
Can I get your name and can I

light up spark it
Bet you feeling them shots that we sending you
KROE and SL!P bitch we might be identical
Aim it straight for your dome and get rid

the
Future if we crossing ears
I hope I never see you again and
By that I mean a couple years
I was all alone you let me in your home
And you gave me dome with

Nubz, yall fav
Lil talking biggie though 
Bitch you not a head, no hope in hell you'd be a pinky toe 
Woah!

I ain't Logic 
I ain't Marshal 
I am Nick

you hear?
Cause I'll say it I'll say it again 

I don't wanna die
Cause my love is too strong
Yeah
I don't wanna die (To die)
Cause my love is too

you hear?
Cause I'll say it I'll say it again
I don't wanna die
Cause my love is too strong
Yeah
I don't wanna die (To die)
Cause my love is too strong

long
I was high as fuck ain't inna mood baby just give me dome
Yeah that's my lil boo, know what to do, then she just send me home
She fuck with me

Smaug
Hoping on a bop
Coughing up a blog
Not enough frosting on your cake
Stop walking and talking

All the respect that had for you, I Lost it
Chuck you

Why you give wahala just for insta
If you no give me loving I'll shout your sister 
I want a mrs and darling you want a mister
I go make it clear I

street sound soldiers and we down till we die

[Verse 1 - Kingpin]
We are gangstas here to let you in on a secret
put bullets in the clip start to lack

You don't really look my way when I see your face
Let's talk about it my love
Gone for the last four days
I can't hear what you say to me when you

Okay Lil
Okay Lil

You ain't heard shit
Okay Lil bitch
You ain't  heard of me
Then listen you aint heard shit
I lift up my reppies
Wear no Hanes I

friend I'm doing it best lil broad on neck
On this shit I be braggadocious got a bitch and a pack I'm smoking
I don't Puff less it's Mrs. in a school

to make em melt
If it ain't my nigga on the feature, then I'm by myself
Gotta put my niggas on so we do not end up in jail
I know if my nigga go, then I

admit, I was a lil' hurt
Lil' hurt
They gon' do you wicked
Then give yo ass a good hearse
Beauty in the eyes of the beholder
You see, I'm gettin' older
But

grabbed
I ain't sayin' a thing
But if I'm lackin' then
I'm weighin' him in

Back your shank, I ain't fistfightin'
(No way) swing my blade and it slid right

Maybach Music 2

Kanye West

Deeper Than Rap [Deluxe Edition CD/DVD]

2009

wanna move
Yea you know I got them both,
Beat your ass black and blue
I was barely getting pretty women
Now I scoop Emmy winners like kitty litter

out,
or do this like punks and punk it out.
Pull your strap on me, nigga you better kill me.
Thug Luv, nigga
Thug Life, baby
Thug Luv.

I probably be

When my phone buzz with the addy
(Word?)
Better roll 'em up tight
You know we only smoke them fatties
Then I down a fifth of Jack
Got me ready for

meet down 
So if you burn a bridge how you gonna cross town 
Think about it now and cry later 
A mothafuckin money maker so I die greater

house?!"
He whips cherry pie crust off his mouth and says man, i was paid not to tell you
Then the police pulls his gun out and yells trespassin man I got

I'm doing 200, I'm crashing the Audi, end up in a ditch
I pull up, mask up and I shoot, bitch I love doing this
How many times you gon' show me your