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Charade, winner

Fire up rapacious wit
Fire up your devil may care
Fire up the kraken within
Less of the laissez faire


Charade, pat your own

Smoke it right down to the ashes
Fuck that lil hoe yeah she nasty
Keep that shit classy
Aint got no kids but she still call me daddy (yeah)
My bitch pussy

If you really fucking with me
Bounce that ass
Girl you looking way too good 
To Just walk passed me
MS classy
You could be my dog
I'll call you lassy

a little classy bitch
I need a little nasty bitch
Gone keep your little ashy bitch
I'll be your little nasty bitch
Little ghetto ass nasty bitch
Little sexy

BIBAAA
Sassy classy boujee fantastic
Ass is fat it ain't made out of plastic
Tryna hate on me no you can't pass it
Ha ha u can't tap I just laugh

Who will ever know of this charade
Unless you tell us who you really are
How far will you go
Down a road that's paved with gold but takes away your

colorful charade
No one can be just like me any way
Just like magic, I'll be flyin' free
I'ma disappear when they come for me
I kick that ceiling, what

My body hunh Classy
Look at my wrist Splashy
Give em a lift Taxi
She on my time she said daddy
Ludacris Bitch She Nasty
Chop got a kick Jackie
Handle

yea you know a sinner (pray to God)
B-Baby fuckin' with a winner (with a winner)(with a winner)
(Baby fuckin' with a winner)
Shootin' shots like Damien

your game of charades
You always knew what tricks to use
He's such a winner in his special way
You never bend him until he's broken
Or feed him lies

I'm the king of charade
Look at what I've made
I'm a house of cards
Dust in the wind

I appear without sin
But I'm dying within
Too proud to cry for

up the pace
I started to see I'm a sycophant too

You'd better pick a hill to die on before you do
For there to be a winner someone's got to lose

they play charades,
Acting out in jealous rage, don't let it phase, just set ablaze
Legend ways, loaded bases Willie Mays
This fine wine let it age, I

Running to the money
Only time I ever ran
It was all in the plan
It was all in the plan

I'm a bread winner
Head spinner
And I got something on the way I

easy for the winner
Find peace within his self

We looking for the beige and
The green and the diesel
Yeah, I still got it for cheap, niggas
We looking

classy
But you brought the beast up out
When you did it
It kept em clappin
How you worried bout my cheddar
Cause we know you a rat
And how you work out

Shawty got ass for days
She got some classy ways
Like when my song get Played 
Put on that thong for me                  
Shawty got ass for days

Yea
Elp
Kash
Look
Yea, turn me up
Yea, look, huh
Elp, yea
Eyy, look
Kash

Bitch, I'm a gentleman
I be moving classy
But I'll slap a nigga moving lame

One way ticket to the hilltop
I ain't stop working when them M's dropped
Baby keep dancing till dem bills drop
Real classy girl she's a real thot
Ima

my want call you my zaddy
Hold me close tight
Might want call you me pappy
Pappy yeah
I can get nasty right before we hit the club
Then I get classy

matter the type

Put some weed didi nit 


If you don’t some or drink eheh

Just get it in dindin 

Rock with my team
RI
Got some winner in here

My flow

put it down
Come taste my love
Make me explode
Inside your mouth
I know you like it
Talking crazy
Yeah we gon' do that
A super classy nasty lady
Say

I drove to the winner's estate
With a sash on my arm
In the car
With the snow falling down

While I planned my greatest escape
The driver won't know

shy but I can be bitter
You get high, see yourself as the winner
Wish I could leave, boy I can’t resist you
Cause you are one sweet, sweet killer
Sweet