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world go round
I come alive with you by my side
I can't get close enough

Whenever I feel your touch
Nothing lights up my sky
Like watching you shine

up or you niggas gon' get

If we not talking money
We ain't got nothing else to talk about
You thought shit was funny see how the tables turn
Look

year you're missin'
And its all because you lied

Santa knows
To you I was a good, good girl
And if I coulda, I would've gifted you the world
But what's

out
But that ain't why you want me baby
Just roll up some weed baby
Never felt nothing in my life so right
Got me thinkin bout you up the whole night

the city red
I ain't playin' bout my chips
I'ma paint the city red for my respect around this bitch
If the shoe fit, you ain't give me nothing for my plate

hundred, I thousand, I million
They say that I changed but it really was you shake it outta ya
When you see me don't be talking nothing past tense
Ain't

Drama/Misery Interlude

Blackstreet

Finally

1999

Yo, I know it's you
I had to run out for a minute to take care a few things
I ain't gon' be long 
But if you get to the crib before I get back

Away, Ti - nu - bu
Go Away, Ti - nu - bu
Get outta here
Nigeria rejects you

Go Away, Ti - nu - bu
Go Away, Ti - nu - bu
Go Away, Ti - nu - bu
Get outta

his homies and girl
But I know you tryna do better

Getting by
Ain't nothing more
Than an occasional meal
And getting high
But I'm barely getting bye

SUCKcS OUT HERE STILL TcLKIN
        (I see you runnin ya mouth)
I SEE YOU SUCKcS OUT HERE STILL TcLKIN
   (Don't be duckin like you never wanted nothing

I don't want to live if I can please you by any means yea
I need to get my money self esteem up ay
Pronto I ain't goner any later yea
4 o clock past

demand you just wouldn't understand it
Back and forth flights from LA to Atlanta
Put it in my hands, it ain't nothing I can't handle
I'm tryna get a one

I just realized
Fake love in real eyes
Unless you pay the price, ain't nobody ride or die
People walking by, they don't care about your life
If

Yeah
I got Lucci in this bitch with me
On some real shit, I remember we ain't had nothing
Dead broke, I'm talking pain and suffering
They ain't

Whatever you wanna see
Can I be all that you need
Every year on Christmas Eve

Now we ain't got to hit the club
Know you cold, let's bundle up
I'm just

you nigga's 
(Bang bros)
Most nigga's move funny so I ain't gang to you nigga's
I'm moving up by myself don't need no other nigga 
(Next up)
My brother

curse at them dudes
With no life
I just splurge on them shoes
As I stroll by
This s**** worse than a feud
I don’t know guy
I rip verses in two
No, you

the street light
You ain't up and moving like me, you just sit tight (Woah)
So you ain't getting nothing done, you need to get right, yeah
Yeah, I remember I

repeat,
Queen, you deserve the title
But she rejects what I give,
While she nurse the wounds by them,
Tried them, didn't work,
Got impossible standards,

Gangsta ****

G-Unit

Beg for Mercy

2003

feel these hollow tips, nigga, then we eating
Full of anger until there's no more bullets in the chamber
Ain't nothing like when you get popped

Gangsta ****

G-Unit

Beg for Mercy [Clean]

2003

Full of anger until there's no more bullets in the chamber
Ain't nothing like when you get popped and don't know who to blame

A nigga told me, "Do your

're on
I'm in the OK space, got my own place
Drive my own whip, run my own ship
All that's missin' is a co-pilot
Ride shotgun with me
Wish you not fight this

And keep expecting me to save you, right
And I heard it
That's good
Fuck antidepressants, by the way
I ain't never touching that shit
Don't touch that shit,

when you see me
Listen carefully, when you hear me
You ain't gettin nothing, you're too weak
I don't need no friend, they're frienemies

Listen to me