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niggas acting like bitches Still the Illest on the block Lyrics connect like dot dot Im planna be the poppa doc I'm planna make my album pop See me
Oh we got one (Oh we got one) Ridin Laid back Late night Vibin Tonight We take it All the way (All the way) We goin Away Didn't planna stay around
girl Remember you're still in love with me And if you planna go I suggest you to stay No man on Earth has lived a love like this It's time to believe!
real though, a you mi hona A you a mek mi tink fi call di weddin planna And even if you see mi wid donna Just rememba there is odda, wow! Don't be
a grand planna, and what I want is 40 acres, no mule, land in Atlanta Sand in Havana, ran to Indiana Then came back for the Green like Bruce Banner Used
lifes like panic ADHD juggle head I planna Somethin inside got the drive like manic Back in high school like u got no fans um That is not the reason that
Noticing the skills This wacky tubaca planta Iller the mind central My wacky tubaca banna Speakin more tongues then a date with the oral planna I'm
sweet It was then He introduced me To This Georgia Peach Classy as can be, wit a touch of street She was so me, she turned into my only Couldna planna
mannas Only follow instincts I don’t follow plannas Got 4-5 on me she singing like Mariah Gta and invasions fuck a bad bitch wearing Prada Sum nights
göra designa o rappa Planna o stacka Räkna o säkra Running to the money tills min fot domnar Ignorerar gäris som om jag har somnat För min baby hon har
my brothers gon' shoot, call em' blammas We made that pussy fold up like a planna Shootin' like cameras, no i'm just playin' round Knocked off is gang
on camera huh Then I go ghost Danny Phantom huh Sit down this a lesson Jot them notes down in yo planna huh How do niggas get rich I thought they was juss
a pradator That is the planna Nature's pretector, the king of jungle Yeah, now all be humble Yeah, now all be humble Yeah, now all be humble Yeah, now all be
manner Bag it or drag it through the straw that you planna Raw, raw nuts, sugar pon the tekka naam, yeah No preservatives Block the nut, water, spew, put
it to They were jamming with my banga, dem say DJ Puli too Me never fear the karma, bomb dem like Osama Me and me own a planna, left dem head in
felt great till lately Makin' all the gurlies Who date me Hate me And usually I'll be gettin' Those who I planna' Except for two model chicks Noarlene
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