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I got a lot of motherfuckas preaching bout the shit I did in Ketamine (yeah)
If you hating then it's really sending me, yeah yeah, uh
Damn yo bitch is
"When three guys, will slide into your cell
 Wrap your ass up in that blanket
 They gon' kick your ass over the side of that bed
 and do bodily harm
can make it, you got me
I know you can, I know you can
I know you can, yes, yeah
I do believe we'll make it (Hallelujah!)
(Glory! Glory!)
Gone and shake that ass bitch
Make it clap
The green light beaming
So that mean they throwing racks
Slide up and down
Do yo shit
Show ya pussy hole
stick by em like Coretta
Told her I was from the East that made her pussy more wetter

Pick you up droppin dick off do the Melvin
Wake you up out yo sleep
Like the fourth of July
I'm living cuz time will go by
I don't wanna die, I wanna live my life
But if I do die learn from me, my nigga get it right
Take
brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop? Yo, I don't know
Turn off the lights
on her hair
Like we getting in a fight
Yeah I know it's kinda tight
But it'll suit 'er just right
So if yo girl sexy
And she test me
Don't be upset g
son
Chka-bang-bang, yo bust a slang wit my name
It's the Rem-D, on the six train

Sike, you muthafuckin' right, tonight's the night
To do what I
got me addicted to yo vibe
Look into your eyes, baby don't you cry
It's a situation baby but we'll be alright
Be alright, yeah yeah, be alright
Got me
you waitin' on a special song
So you and yo nigga can get it on
Grind on him while you
Snap ya fingers
Snap ya fingers
Snap ya fingers
Yeah, yeah
by the load putting dick in they stomach
Drugs give me a hell of a feeling
Came a long way from robbing and dealing
People hitting me up like I fuck
girls are trouble too
Next time a guy try to give you a play just turn your head and dis him and walk away
Excuse me ice cream tee
Hello how do you do
are my people
All summer I'm rocking a Speedo
This that casino, you bet yo' revenue
Thinkin' you'll stop me, no never
Not lettin' you you must be high
amor mi amor
Yo te quiero, te quiero, te quiero
You looked out my window
Sun shining through
A smile on my face
I know what to do
Got me a boo 
Right by
oh oh
Yeah do you wanna be mine
Cause I wanna be yours
I don't know if you wanna be mine
But I wanna be yours yeah
I like it when you walk by me
Cause
up in a foreign
Now I do better I'm soaring
Sorry that yo shit be storming
I know that it suck
Could of been wit me to run it up
But you went out
now that you can't do
You can't do say you can't do now
Uh when it all falls through
There aint nothing aint nothing that you can't do
Yo who in their
father figure gotta flock to feed and know 
I'm bouta feed 'em by any means I know it's far from easy
But I gotta do what I gotta do
Cause they follow me
ever I do is totally Casper the friendly ghost
To me and it doesn't make you a good person 
To criticize before you improvise
Doesn't necessarily make
ever I do is totally Casper the friendly ghost
To me and it doesn't make you a good person 
To criticize before you improvise
Doesn't necessarily make
or think about me
Are what ever I do is totally Casper the friendly ghost
To me and it doesn't make you a good person 
To criticize before you improvise
by night
I am Walter White, Walter White yessuh 
Oh come come now, I-I, I am Walter White 


Respectfully sit yo ass down
It’s all outta love, sit yo
could be my lovely black queen
Tapped her on the shoulder, "Yo miss, how
Do you do, do you remember me
Because I remember you
It was back in September

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