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a business, man
So many hands out it's like Christmas man
For my fam, I bend backwards like a gymnast can
Girls follow me like they a religious clan
I been

que The Weeknd
J'arrive raciste comme un OG Mikey (ha)
Ils ont disparu comme John Obi Mikel
Et j'les vois p'tits comme des Minimoys (ha)
Faut une

Aaa! It's Platnumz
It's Kel P Vibes
Asa get down, get down, get down

Jeje your body jeje
Jeje your body jeje
Jeje your body jeje
Jeje your body jeje

to just hold on
Everybody misses you, P-A-T
Especially your down ass partna, that's me
Always on my mind, everytime I turn around
Up early in the morning,

I mean all night long
A-all night long
I mean all night long
A-all night long
Would I want you to ride me like my back ain't got no bone

Yo, my

in the bathroom at a restaurant (ugh)
Callin' me to come out past 6 P.M.? (Nope)
It's dinner time, cookin' macaroni again (yup)
Used to belong

comfortably
Yeah it's back different day, same fuckery
She shawty she ain't fuck with me
'Til I got my Lexus will someone tell that bitch that they made by

A Peez Paradise

Andre Nickatina

Bullet Symphony: Horns and Halos #3

mouthpiece man and my brain man be and Shaw that's wut sets me and park"
"a pimp is really only lookin for hoes"
"I like wut pimpin and hoein is doing to these

m'impressionne
Je suis dans l'zoo #AceVentura
Prise d'assaut, mes négros sont furax
À Fond dans les virages
Rafales sur la terrasse
Du biz' et du p-ra
La

Remember Benjamin Franklin or John Prine
Abraham Lincoln and this cousin of mine
They all made an honest living
Working for the U.S. Mail

For Pony

bigger than the drama
Don't get me mixed up
I'll battle Jigga tomorrow
I got a reputation
For bashing a face in and even
When I make my millions
I'll be

deuce up the score, bitch that's for gangnem
We don't do no drive-bys, hop out, switchy on me, change 'em
R.I.P. Jmoney, nigga, I can't fuck the same

God Is a Bullet [Live]

Eve's Drop

One of Many Goodbyes

2002

man
So proud.
Mama's gone crazy 'cause her baby's shot down
By some teenage car chase war out of bounds
It was the wrong place wrong time wrong end

You off serving three pills
The Glock by the steering wheel
You must think you Obama, huh?
You ridin' 'round causin' problems
You think nobody