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Ah yeah, Hypnotize Minds, wassup Lil' Wyte, featuring Juvenile
Crash the mothafuckin' club, the remix
And it's goin' down for you hoes like this

nobody knows him
Yeah nobody knows him

Don't drive down to the Chesapeake Bay
It's just club soda and down payments paving your way

Suburban lovers left

Aye really man these niggas straight
Might take a trip to the bay
They think my last name golden
Cause that boy running the state
I had to higher

of Baltimore

Turned up the Bay and I saw Maryland
That Chesapeake shore I know so well 
My family waits on that Mobtown pier
There's time to kill and tales

bitch
Come get a taste
Give it a few laps like you’re running a race
Bite, you get slapped, yeah
I come from a place
Run with a young ape, put a hoe

Hook: You can find me in the club like Black Rob(Whoa!!) Hustler occupation no day job(No!!) The way you move girl everybody say (Oh!!) She sliding

she in my bed
Out of the Chesapeake out of the Bay
Like D Rose I'm hitting the lay
This shit getting chilly I'm feeling like Trae
Game 6 I'm feeling

Let me please ensure you, we will not ignore you
We love and adore you, we'll be waiting for you
All the way from the Chesapeake Bay
We'll stay
Let me

virgin daiquiris
Then we head to Dirty's, then to Bamboo Shack
Bay Street for shopping and then we headed back
I got to see the fam, so we went to Yamacraw

One Night Stand

E-40

Breakin News

2003

nigas in the club on the floor for sure
Let's get some mother fucking slap on that's for sure 

Never running outta lingo
40 water right back at em

out the club
I can not fuck with that nigga u love
If she wanna fuck
I got these diamonds that came from the mud
They see me boss up and you turn slums

you hypnotized with the things that I say
And I got em' lined up from the East to the bay
Run it

Rolled up to the club with the wrong fellow
Came

where da roof be right
I'm living life like a movie they wanna shoot me right
I'm In da club it's on the house like I'm snoopy right
I've been chasin

the game  yo what's up players
Bitches blowing up my phone yo what's up players
Going crazy in the club yo what's up players
Bling bling fucks ice in

Bay bay wussup mane? Wuddup Juicy?
Wiz wussup? Project Pat wussup?
Taylor Gang in this bitch

We'’re pourin' drinks in the club
Smell the weed when

feeling like Major Payne
Designer down, I'm feeling like a plane
I'm Onna roll
Cus my game is on A
Look at my wrist look like Chesapeake Bay
Money on hard

[Lil' Wyte]
...ah yeah Hypnotize Minds, wassup Lil' Wyte featuring Juvenile
Crash the mothafuckin' club, the REMIX!! - and its goin' down for you

Bitch gonna get the money
Running to the bank and I really mean running
Diamonds in my chain and I really be stunting
Cartier frames you can really

I'm always wit my peeps

I run wit my same click from back n da day
My Loyalty runs deep as Chesapeake Bay
Real shit nobody go against what I say
What I

a new song
Bitches know I do right, I don't do wrong
Slicing like wu tang, turn 'em to wuton
I was just out in Chesapeake bay
With your bitch and she

East Coast [Remix]

Snoop Dogg

Still Striving

2017

wanna suck
When I finish with it then we go in the back of the club
And we do this shit again my nigga pronto
Bip-de-boo-da-badda-beat it like a bongo

started running  
(ZOOM, SHE GONE)

-Aye Bay Bay what's yo name 
I ain't got not time for no games
But Shawty you all in my lane 
-Aye Bay Bay what's yo

on the couches
Bottles in the air
She's dancing on the tables (don't worry)
My account keeps the business running
That's what rich niggas do

Put your number

New York to LA yea we gone bounce
Miami to the bay yea we gone bounce
Bad bitch on the dick yea she gone bounce
Got the club lit
Everybody bounce