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Damn, I can't get a night off or what
Briefcase full of guns and a ski mask
Sweepstakes, you won, drugs in a face mask
Lights out, three seconds,

repeat

Rip Mama 
Rip likkle B

Sharleen ,tale 
An di 7 over phase 3

Although onu gone
One day we ago meet

Fi tell yuh di truth 
Sometimes mi cannot

You know what the fuck goin' on
(Yo, Chase B!)

G6 get live, three-sixty-five
She done caught my eye, think I lost my mind
Puttin' everything

Look i like to smoke
Everywhere I go
If i have to go to the back
Stop by the coner store
Grab a few snacks
Yeah 7 57 yessir i'd like it in a bag
As i

Give me a child for the first seven years
Give me a child and I will give you the man

Agar culture, multiplying and infecting peace
Artificial

patient towards you
Alright
Second Peter
What
Three eight and nine
It's so hard to say goodbye
I wish you well
Bid farewell
Drowning my sorrows
Fighting

Fly
I just want to see them fly
Fell my thoughts and hopes as they breezes by
I feel it griping slipping from my eyes
Imma let this tear fall tell it

the ladder by going higher like MJ
Don't covet the position of those in need o green, ain't no siree
But when I put down mary she's biting me, won't lemme eat

queue leu leu
Ouais j’les casse comme Makélélé
J’les casse comme Makélélé

Yes so I gotta smoke so j'achète un seven
Only Mary Jane can take me to heaven

really does exist
But I digress
They got me tapped
And on a bucket list
But last week
I came fast
With like three chicks
I gave them weak dick
That ocean

surrounded by the niggas who be home grown 
Never known the true sense of a blood member that you close
That's why I be at work cause that's the one thing that

you ain't fuckin' with me
I'll shoot your ass like a 3, yeah, nigga, this ain't make-believe

Off the floor, I hope I don't go to sleep
Pray the lord

Hey guys

Let me start by apologizing to you
For the way everything went down
On Saturday i had a statement typed
Ready to post to you
Guys but

7 6 5 4 3 2, count these minutes till next I see you
10, 12, 3 AM, I'm up too late, & I wanna have a lay in, should I call her?
Cant lie to ya, I

our time to shine
I'm twenty-one
Fuck what they think
I'm feeling mighty fine
Think it's by design, lowkey
Party like it's '99 getting high to pass

put valve up to twelve
Put all the other LP's back on the shelf
And smoke a blunt, and dial 9-1-7
1-6-0-4-9-3-11
And you could get long dick hip-hop

Patron

Yung Joc

New Joc City [Clean]

2006

I call it antifreeze
Take one sip a drop off to her knees
Mista V.I.P, get like me. Ice piece on white beat', I call it Iced-t
Cush by the seven's

the days by hours
And this is what you'll find.

When the short hand points to one
Try to think of what you've done
I'll see your eyes of blue
When the hand

tryna be what they can't be
Chill under canopies
Weather my storms then hop on the phantom breeze
Tryna travel the seven seas before my decade three
I

I don't need a boss chick
Doesn't have a off switch
Doesn't need to no help
Says she'll get it by herself
I want a women that loves herself
That's

stick aye we hitting a lick
Bitch I'm blinded by rage I decapitate
"Nah, I know that shit was hard"
"But like what if... shut the fuck up seven"
"You're

One, two, three, four!

Fortune has me well in hand, armies wait at my command
My gold lies in a foreign land, buried deep beneath the sand

wanna jump out a plane
I want a plain Jane
Get high off Mary Jane
Mental Bucketlist
I gotta make it count
It's a long list
I'm strong and wise
I want

Uh (x3)

Yeah, dem boys
They right there
Yeah right there
They never stop (x7)

Green bags, Benjamins been a mission
Tryna get paid like we take from