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me to show you how to hold it, no
Matter if I'm high, drunk or sober, but I, gotta file it under mediocre, just askin' to have an
Adequate dap
I got the fattest dimes around my way
You can sway with Andre, I'll take her to the ho-jo, b****
Just let you know, yeah
[Chorus: x2]
It's
If you can't whip they ass, then niggaz get shot (shot, shot)
Infamous up in this, you know how we get down
Is that yo' hoe? She feelin' our style
L.A. ain't changed
Niggas still player hating, but Dre ain't changed
I'm just a lot smarter now
'Cause these niggas is banging ten times harder now
scared of new heights
I'll show you another universe these worlds are filled with a lot of delights
I'm always up in space but you can still catch me
the world can have its cake and eat it too
I still choose you
But you were their breath in this assembly
And I had told Jane that there would be no mistake
Daddy, Kool G and
LL who always keep the girls jingling
C'mon honey dip, you can jingle on my (Yo, cool chill)
When it comes to female rappers, bust it,
the bag, yuh
Big triple six with the swag
You got no sauce no sir you bland
Baby undressing cause she want the ranch
In her panties
It's according to plan
And tell her
'this is what the music has in the outcome'
Hold on a few years I'll be up mom cause
Me and all my niggas yeah we dope
We can get you high from
a man on a mission
Apart from your balls, what are you grippin
Never dropped soap, so I can't be slippin
I can't be tripping coz I lay my path and level
knew I been had hoes
She knew her son was never gay
They say that talk is cheap
Damn you talking wrong you gotta pay
Get on the stage and rock it out
I
Dora looking at a fucking map
Do you go to bed awake because your mind too fast
Have you lived every fucking day as an outcast
Do you know what it's like
stick
And Ima' keep my mans with me (Yes sir)
Everywhere I go I keep a stick (My glock)
I have to cheat a lot cus' I got some good dick
5 bands for
daughter
Step it out, Mary, if you can
Step it out, Mary, my fine daughter
Show your legs...
Kind sir, I love a soldier, I have pledged to him my hand
I
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
snap
Please do not mention me in raps
Please do not mix me with rats
It do not matter if you strapped
It’s about who get the ups first
Treat you like
of leaving that queue
But anyone can see my new celebrity is you
Her husband, andre Previn absolutely heaven
Even Herman Levin (13)
Wants to hire him, too
resting my feet
U know what I think I'll have a seat
U do what u need sir- you call who you need sir
But imma sit right here, pardon me !
I know a man
resting my feet
U know what I think I'll have a seat
U do what u need sir- you call who you need sir
But imma sit right here, pardon me !
I know a man
evening, he slip
Seems he forgot what the C meant
It's yo dumbass that thought that last part was so concrete
But I guess you'd have to be Ken to get that
Don't you think I'm good enough
This old heart's had a whole lot a breakin' down
She's got all these reasons in her head
All that time she knew if I
Don't you think I'm good enough
This old heart's had a whole lot a breakin' down
She's got all these reasons in her head
All that time she knew if I
and the girl knows why
She is better than the rest let me show you
Ain't no lover like the one I got
I don't need to fuck around 'cause
She gives me a lot
Ain't
her cry, cry, cry, she need tissue
I get high, high, high and have no issues
VVS on me, no igloo
You say you fly, we been flew (ah-ah)
You can see
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