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get caught 
By surprise when you see me
Finally reaching the top

Yeah I used to walk around with my heart on my sleeve 
But all these fake ass people

these niggas envy
I put it all on the line, like assembly
And stuck to the code like Da Vinci
Man I'm from Atlanta
Hot lemon pepper my ten piece

Damn, Yur
Mar 4x in this bitch man, you ready Zach? (Yes Sir) Damn
Bitch shaking to much ass, I had to slow her down (Gotta slow her down)
Throw me

no effort, home wrecker
professional so expert
Be the hustler of gravity, I supply that pressure
Ten dollar blowjobs, you gotta do better
Top notch

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
What you lot saying
(Kobby Words on the mix)
Wagwan!!
Yeah it’s Mufaasa innit
Grrrr!!(paw paw paw)

Drop top nonstop no cap

Little Derek

Sway

Westwood 11: Ride with the Big Dawg

2006

[Chorus: x2]

Step out the ride I'm feeling nice and quite fly
I'm trying to reach the top I see the top is quite high
Steady on my grind, tryin to get

hitting crop
But I never stop
Staying hot
Bout them bands
I was in the pot
Like the mud
Made this by my hands
Mix the molly in the water
Pass it to my 忍者

natural

What you're seeing right here poet in motion
And let's be clear that's just devotion
I put ten thousand in no potion
The pressure built brick by

is stirring the pot
One day I'll catch your ass out hanging out by the lot
And I bet it be your ass that calling the cops

Ratatouille vibes though

I got a lot to lose
Not enough to prove
Niggas making moves
Better shoot you can't duck and lose
I can't tell you running that
Bitch I need my money

Yes sir
You lanes love pussy so much, then why you riding my dick

Forward never looking back, determined never stray the path
Get a win, sit back

If I suicide by twenty one give me my flowers
Cause' I have a lot of drugs In my bag
In need of a nurse since birth
So this verse just gets worst

Worda Wordee Wordoo

Too Phat

360° [Platinum Edition]

the parkin' lot
Nonraks czan't stand Liquey
When I'm rockin' spots
No wonder
Why I get stalked a lot
I get hawked a lot
I get jocked a lot
By the gurlies
Who

and ham
Blonde hair green eyes surrounded by snow
Little snow in me too I adjust to the cold
Black kids black top just the way that we roll
Hung out with

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Tolerated by some like some monster 
But they all come back for advice like a doctor 
So here’s a story yeah it goes something like this 
Now that things are

That hang in the balance
And you might do well by putting your X up on that ballot
Throw some seasoning in that salad 
Just try and swing it, help

to hot
To be placed in a box
Life always gave me seeds what You hearing is the crops
Distracted by ass
Like Sir Mix A Lot
They gon throw these hoes at me

to hot to be placed in a box
Life always gave me seeds what you hearing is the crops
Distracted by ass like Sir Mix A Lot
They gon throw these hoes at me

laid, bouta be my song
Make this shit my single 
Way to the top that's Pluto 
Astronaut 
My lance Armstrong 
Don't dance a lot, No sir Lancelot 
In my own

getting lifted the white sir smoke alot straight getting splifted

Verse 3
I walked in swinging laughing and singing intoxicated and slightly faded
the Room

kitchen hot
Working with little to nothing but sir I mix a lot
Mission was the ceiling
Tops
Tipping (Tip in)  the shit I drop
Will he (wheelie pop) pop ?

and you'll really get the pic
I been workin, I'm so tired, I sat down to take a piss

Got an arxhive of songs gotta make a list to mix
Feel it in my soul
My

a short time, he coming with everything he got
The angels in chains, the geese of Egypt still beneath their rock

Keep it cocked, when in the top, stay