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my hiney so kindly
Don't touch my paws bitch don't try me
Ya don't you ever defy me
Don't mean to be high and mighty
Thanks for the shit you supply me

Gotta Get Paid

Scarface

My Homies, Pt. 2

2006

So I'm forced to win the bread for the household
'cause dad was no support
Often in and out of court, caught a case out of town
Got a body on his

China 
And all that we desires got us walking to the fire 
Politicians, liars and the oppositions bias 
To the same shit that the government supply us

Live and Let Die

Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

Live and Let Die

1992

never recalled seein' any more money and drugs in the household 
'Cause now pops was on his feet 
And to keep us from gettin' hurt he kept his dirt in

Warning food supply low
Approaching planet vitality
Be mindful of what you consume
You know we got the chick peas cooking on the stove
Tell me what

and the real they disrespect
No self-crit, just billfolds
They want the fat tits, that they can't hold
They want the fat ass, that they can't squeeze
Supply

Blood of Jesus)
Oh the blood can supply
(The Blood of Jesus)
What about stability
(The Blood of Jesus)
Freedom from poverty
(The Blood of Jesus)
It can

an immigrant's eye
Fantasize, hypothesize, if I'd never left the P.I.
If I'd be something more than a product of papa's supply
In Manila, strugglin' to fly across

leave home for work
Exercise or essential supplies
They could only meet one person from another household in an outdoor public place
And that had to be

that can supply em all with bands
Cutting out deadweight, no I ain't a fan
Of the people tryna drag me down with them bullshit demands
I ain't pop

who decided
I don't supply enough level-minded guidance
To speak about other ill-advised
Advice I was provided when I was indicted
I was a product

Oprah or Donahue 
When I realized I was screwed and that our project was due
So I searched the house for craft supplies and found some Play-Doh 
cnd in

Preach
You don't know how to run a household
Preach
You got terrible credit
Yes sir
No life insurance
You dig
No health insurance
You dig
Nigga do you even

fucking buy. So I had to get me some money, get me some supply.
Skipping past that shit, I’m flying, a fucking jet. 350K spent, what’s fucking next.

Mamas in your household
Your sturdy but ya couch fold 
Real one from day one 
Real one Ima stay one 
And I'm A1 fuck yo streak and yo Sauce
I can't dry