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Roc jeans 'cause my knots so thick
You can learn how to dress just by jackin' my fresh
Jackin', jackin' my fresh, jackin', jackin' my fresh
Follow my

I paid for it
Bad boy for life
Diddy saving it
Hit the party up
Wanna see my face
Hit the carpet up
Paparazzi race

Tell em ready for it
Let's go

Soulja Boy
When you see me
You don't know me boy
You better hold yo' boy
Steady blowing Cookie Monster
Stacking up these Chips Ahoy
Don't acknowledge those

fast and then she went slo-mo yeah she a freak
I drive these bitches loco, then let 'em pogo up on my D
It's mister swag specialist ain't a nigga fresh

I'm being charged with then I'm guilty so sue me
O boy sue me!
Cause
There's many niggas here wanting my head same niggas cant look at my face
See O

You Don't Want These Problems

Timbaland

Suffering from Success

2013

problems

Oh God, I tell 'em nigga you don't want these problems (I tell 'em)
You don't, you don't want these problems (I tell 'em), you don't want these

Nicky Bomaye

Nick Grant

Dreamin' Out Loud

2018

on them hunnids, no they can't fuck my groove
Annie are you okay? Are you okay? I'm smooth
Just because I'm a player don't mean I play by the rules
Tell

Pull up in that thing with Stunna, painted period red
Go tell your boss we can get 'em cheaper than where he paid
Let's go

I can't trust my iPhone

I'm hotter than the sun boy you can turn the fan on
Don't step to me unless you got ya man on
I take hot boys and give em cold feet I'm a hot girl

Bel-Air
And people always talk about
How my girl attractive
Really though that's just a big distraction
I wanna teach 'em less that, and
More about the law

Make it count bitch
EST, that’s my team, ho dub-O!
Kells! EST, that’s my team, ho
Let me show you what them EST boys, do
Let’s go!

I'm on fire, get

all the masters
Know dat the boy well established ahh
Know say the swag come from Paris ahh
I maximize all the profits you know Dat
This tbc shit on my

I'm finna die by my wrist
I'm finna die by my bitch
I'm finna die by my rich
What the fuck is he sayin bout that shit, that shit lame
Corny ass

hypnotized
And I'm not falling out of love, I'm just sick of them lies

I got that swag on that bitch, you can see it on

Y'all see the tag on that bitch? I

Freestyle Session

H.S.E.

Hustlaz Stackin' Endz

1999

sipping on bubbly
Running thangs, ain't no every day I'm on my campaign
Some boys be sipping Cristal, Moet pop serving champagne
Sip a fo' guzzler,

ya
My clique a platoon, they steppin' like soldiers
Ready to clap like them boys from the NOLA
Watch how they soak up this drip like a Soaker
I'm

The Legend of John Henry's Hammer

Johnny Cash

Ridin' the Rails: The Great American Train Story

1975

Johnny Henry's pappy woke him up one midnight
He said "Before the sheriff comes I wanna tell you," Said "Listen boy
Learn to hoist a jack and learn

Loud

Tech N9ne

The Gates Mixed Plate

2010

on a nigga cause a nigga gotta a little bit of cloud boy
Shit talk shit down anyways
So turn my music up and
Shut your motherfuckin' mouth BOY

[Chorus]

Wiley
Representing, ain't got the tee on
Today but you know it’s Boy Better know
Okay!

My name's Skepta, also known as H-A-Y
'Cause if I got P’s I'm

Try to snatch it
Turn your face into a punchin' bag
The ladies love the tats
Want to lick 'em front to back
Fuck her once she sneakin' out and
I don't

and they checkin' his tag
But still the boy move with a hell of a swag
It's like the soundtrack to my life
Everyday I'm under investigation
But I will

and they checkin' his tag
But still the boy move with a hell of a swag
It's like the soundtrack to my life
Everyday I'm under investigation
But I will

swag,bitch we do this for the youth
Everyday we scream rip to hugh
I sip wok feel that shit in my immune
Boy dont speak on me if you assume
Paid condolences,

they play I murk em
Murk em
Hurt em
Hurt em
Bro they don't know my form
I won't talk to the boys
Boys
They so fucking annoying
Uh
I wanna do some work