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a story?

[Uncle Dolamite]
You want me to tell you a story?

[Baby]
Hell yeah!

[Other Baby]
Me too!

[Uncle Dolamite]
Yes Hunnie I'm a tell you a story

the places they could live at the time
They saw a vision of heaven in their minds

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Working 'til we ghost just to live life by the coast yeah yeah
I don't spend no time on people that don't value time yeah
I don't compromise with shit that

A-O A-O A-O A-O yo yo A-O A-O
That Henny goose 'Tron Absolute I'm feeling nauseous (yeah yeah yeah)
That molly lean promethazine I'm feeling nauseous

yeah (Cole, you stupid)
Ah-ah, ah, ah yeah
Ah, ah, ah, yeah (yeah)
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh, yeah (motherfucker)

Okay, you caught me by

Ooh 
(Sound)
Ooh (yeah)

First time, I drove it, but the next time, I own it, yeah
Live by the moment, I know that's how I want it
I got one

there there
But I sit back like yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah

I'm only here for the paper, by any means
Reddies are my kinda flavour, I'll try any

Franklin
Lookin' like I'm famous, Rollie all stainless
Uncle Larry Juice by the cases
She knew it was me from the pricey-ass fragrance
Real 90's baby, I

Die By The Gun

Bugzy Malone

B. Inspired

2018

If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah (yeah)
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah (Bugzy Malone)
If you live by the gun, die by

the meat work her out for the diet
New uncle like know I cut up to live
Fuck on a hottie
Get full of biscotti yeah
Really a slut out her body
Touch

Damn, turn me up a little bit
God damn, Cannon
He ain't fuckin' around, boy, yeah

Here we go (let's go)
Chopper, hold them fifties by the door

Aye
Uh
YGG shit
(Nigga if it ain't MAG it ain't work fuck nigga)
MAG send them beats by the pound
I just smoke out them
I hear niggas sneak dissing

Ohh 
Yeah
Aye

She just want them chips
With a lot of dip, yeah
See me getting to it
Nothing counterfeit, naw
Just like Uncle Scrooge 
Want a pile

tool glued to my hip
(yeah yeah, yeah, yeah)
Move your hips, don't kiss and tell
Glue your lips, who you know do it like this?
(What?) uncle Luke, 2-Live

One, two, three, four, five-trey-five
Ses Fac players make the party more live
Thang, my thang, I keep my mind on the G's
Blanco (ki-ki-ki, ki)

yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

All I write is derivative
Yeah yeah
I'm dying in a fight
Where everyone thinks God's on their side
No he ain't

How I live

it cool, but on the cool we 'bout to pop yeah (yeah yeah yeah)
Chase your dreams by any means, that's what my pops says
Don't lose your way and keep

when she was
13 now he's 11 years
And he standin on Texas
Sellin' rocks and drinkin' beers
She got another girl, she's 8
Stayed with her aunt and uncle

Vlone and you’ll live long
Lil' Vlone, Lil' Vlone, Lil' Vlone
Lil' Vlone
Lil' Vlone, ayy, yeah, ayy, uh, Vlone
(Did it by myself)
Did it by myself, did it

(head)
Well, I might get some head, then I beat it up
I don't give a fuck, switch it up, nigga, live it up (up)
Yeah, it's going down, so get up (up)

Yamborghini High [Extended]

Juicy J

Cozy Tapes, Vol. 1: Friends

2016

it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, this is how we live
Bitches, bitches,

so go and sing
I just wanna sing! Yeah
I don't need expensive cars and rings
Money's cool, but I just wanna live my dream ooo

(It's Moses!)

I was

opp for opps
Because we live out here
We ain't playing around
Yeah we grow up out here
We gotta shut it down
The streets is stronger out here
Auntie

tell by your posture smoke so much herb that I feel like a rasta
Got new ways to do old things kept the faith yeah I know things got the will power