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Squale (Software Quality Enhancement) is an open-source platform that helps monitoring software quality for multi-language applications. It currently supports Java out-of-the-box, and can also analyse C/C++ and Cobol code with an adapter to McCabe tool. Squale is distributed under the terms of the LGPL v3 licence. Squale is partially funded by the French FUI (Fonds unique interministériel),), labeled by the Systematic Paris-Region competitive cluster and is supported by its FLOSS group. more »

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Just ran thru that mall 
Damn, how much you spent
At least enough for ya rent
Her name in his bio
That boy is a simp
I guess he can't take a hint
I'm swerving, bent
Whip come wit curtains
It don't need no tint
I'm serving, don't play no tennis
In love wit the cash
The money my fetish

Just ran thru that mall 
Damn, how much you spent
At least enough for ya rent
Her name in his bio
That boy is a simp
I guess he can't take a hint
I'm swerving, bent
Whip come wit curtains
It don't need no tint
I'm serving, don't play no tennis
In love wit the cash
The money my fetish

Bitch tryna f*ck
Before I finish my sentence
I'm smelling like gas 
When I'm making my entrance 
Don't step on my shoes
Man these shits is expensive 
Tryna get me some bread
And die young f*ck a pension
Lemme teach you a lesson
When a bitch acting out
Know it's just for attention
I cut off my ex
That bitch was excessive 
Damn, that boy Squale impressive

I had to make it work
I'm running to that bag
You running late to work
Told her it won't work
I'm getting to that bread 
She getting on my nerves 
I come from the dirt
I'm tryna bust down the watch
That's why I'm busting swerves
I cannot be last 
Gotta finish first
Nice day out 
Gotta pull up in the vert

Just ran thru that mall 
Damn, how much you spent
At least enough for ya rent
Her name in his bio
That boy is a simp
I guess he can't take a hint
I'm swerving, bent
Whip come wit curtains
It don't need no tint
I'm serving, don't play no tennis
In love wit the cash
The money my fetish 

Just ran thru that mall
Damn, how much you spent
At least enough for ya rent
Her name in his bio
That boy is a simp
I guess he can't take a hint
I'm swerving, bent
Whip come wit curtains
It don't need no tint
I'm serving, don't play no tennis
In love wit the cash
The money my fetish

If you play you get hit
I ain't gotta send a text
But that boy get the message
When I slide in that whip
I be paranoid
My pockets stuffed full of lettuce
I smoke out the zip
Wit a bad bitch 
Three points more than a 7
It is what it is
This the life that I live 
Peanut butter seats in the whip
Got that boy jealous
Got fiends where I live
You ain't seen what we did
So when we was all kids
Wasn't shit you could tell us
Just hopped out the whip
Had a blunt it was lit
When I walk in that bitch 
Now I know they gonna smell it
Bitch imma felon 
I'm chilling wit felons
Don't need me a job
I got work I could sell it
If we couldn't buy it
Then we would just steal it
If you never been broke
Don't expect you to feel it
 
Just ran thru that mall
Damn, how much you spent
At least enough for ya rent
Her name in his bio
That boy is a simp
I guess he can't take a hint
I'm swerving, bent
Whip come wit curtains
It don't need no tint
I'm serving, don't play no tennis
In love wit the cash
The money my fetish

Just ran thru that mall
Damn, how much you spent
At least enough for ya rent
Her name in his bio
That boy is a simp
I guess he can't take a hint
I'm swerving, bent
Whip come wit curtains
It don't need no tint
I'm serving, don't play no tennis
In love wit the cash
The money my fetish

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