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land um
Barefoot on the concrete
Show you how I plant um
Puna made me strong
That's how I know where I belong
Posted with the homies
In the yard hitting

land um
Barefoot on the concrete
Show you how I plant um
Puna made me strong
That's how I know where I belong
Posted with the homies
In the yard hitting

Barefoot on the concrete
Show you how I plant um
Puna made me strong
That's how I know where I belong
Posted with the homies
In the yard hitting a bong
Puna

on the remix
Made ya boy whole day
So please do not ever forget
That I repping the island every single day
All my Soulja's where you at
Put the whole island

Racks [Edited Version; Edit]

Future

Racks

2011

while I'm talking on da phone
Spend money when ya money's long
Real street n****s ain't no clone
We at da top where we belong
Straight lean, rozay',

Racks

Future

R&B Collection 2012

2011

strong
Getting brain while I'm talking on da phone
Spend money when ya money's long
Real street niggas aint no clone
We at da top where we belong

Yeah, yeah
Me and my man Com Sense
Rallying troops like Joseph Stalin
Where you at, yo?

I'm about to make the name Com Sense a name you fear

Father God, Where do I go?)
Nanso yei nyinaa ekyi no, If you are alive there is hope
(In all these things)
Me second chance ye dea eye w’adom ooo
(By your

the morning
Mmmm
Mmmm
Mmmm
Mmmm
Its the crack of dawn
Waking up lets get it on
Lets get it on
In my bed between them legs
That's where I belong
I belong
After

One Meatball

Pig

The Swining/Red Raw and Sore

blood on your face
Where's the bread?
Down the hall
You get no bread with one meatball
We belong toghether
Like bacon and ham
We belong together
Like

you like
Just what you like
Let's chill
We vibing right
Losing all control
This is the best night of your life
Let's chill
I need you by my side
Yeah

a second hand
They famous on Instagram
I'm focused on reality
My verses belong in universities and academies
These lyrics are insanity
Doctors should examine

Remix,
We gotta lotta money,
Come on we didn't have to hurt em' like
Dis 50, well anyway, g-unit!

I got money in the bank (yea)
Shawty what

your snacks and watch your back
While saving for that Cadillac
Ghost writing paid me well
Now I'm writing for myself
And all your shit belongs to me

Yuh, this ain’t no fuckin' remix, this an official track
Too drippy out here bitch, ah ahh
Aye, Yung Z, Tonto, aye it’s lil Massa hoe
Bitch I

the doubles rolled for bail
No collection of that stimulus is mailed
Mutiny best
So I relay the screen play with this Fleming remix
Greedy gold fingers stem

ourselves aside
Dreaming
Is the plan without the plan"

And this song is regulated by copyright regulations
And dreaming doesn't have copyright
I guess