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Yeaaaaa I got close friends I got close friends Yeaaaaa I got close friends I got close friends Yeaaaaa I got close friends I got close friends
the past I CcN ONLY BE ME No disrespect keep your opinion Over this flesh I'm trying to get the full dominion I CcN ONLY BE ME Yeaaaaa I CcN ONLY BE
yeaaaaa summertime It's summertime yeaaaaa summertime It's summertime yeaaaaa summertime I was feelin couped up No sun, no flowers, and no reason
Open let me see it (Yeaaaaa Get Down) Pop that thang and roll it round all up in a circle (Yeaaaaa Get Down) Pop that thang and roll it round all up in
the heartbeat that you feel within Ohh-ohh Whoaaa Yeaaaaa Naa naaa That's my baby Whoaaa Yeaaaaa Naa naaa That's my baby Whoaaa Yeaaaaa Naa naaa That's my baby
Yeaaaaa!!!!!!!! murdarah murdarah Yeaaaaa!!!!!!!! murdarah murdarah Heavily in tha drug thing And if they can stop saddam from sellin missiles How we satuated
face yea Thank the lord for bein here, yea that’s everyday yea Yea yeaaaaa Thank him everyday yea Yea yeaaaaa Ain’t no time to play yea Yea yeaaaaa
Oh yeaaaaa Yea, Yea Yea yea yeaaaaaaa Yea, Yea Everytime I'm coming So fresh so fresh so fresh so Clean Imma come, Imma come Real Clean Imma Imma
48 hertz Run It Run It Run It Yea Ooh Prezzley P will get you popped Get yo Ass popped boyyyy Damn Yea Money Yeaaaaa Imma run it up Imma run It up
They say im the Nicest Got it in Vices This shid is Pricelesss Yeaaaa Miami No Vices Fuck all the Prices This shid is spicy Yeaaaaa Jetskiiiis while
The Chedda the cheese You know that We way 2 up Only spazzing on these beats You see that We way 2 up We way 2 up Yeaaaaa You see that We way 2 up Ouuuu We way
bitches Pass dat lil hoe to my nigga Say he want smoke he can get it Yeaaaaa Say he want smoke he can get it Yeaaaaa Drop da address we deliver it
Yeahhhh YEAAAAA, Here we go again oohhh Yeahhhh, Yeahhhh Yeahhhh, Yeahhhh Yeahhhh, Yeahhhh Yeahhhh, Yeahhhh Yeahhhh, Yeahhhh Yeahhhh, Yeahhhh YEAAAAA
know I like em classy Citizen Immigrant she Fu Nasty Awwwwww Yeaaaaa Check Lil baby got back see She ready, she acting Lights camera action Throw it back
I know my baby mamas tired of me Yeaaaaa But I sit back and I still smile cause I know my mama proud of me Yeaaaaa I done came a long way from doin
yea I can't be tellin You Twice I been Through hell of these nights yea yeaaaaa I done Been through this shit for a long long time Only w the Gang
the metal on me yea-aa Guess I'm better off yea-aa-aa Guess I'm mad, guess you better off yea-aa-aa Yeah Jus get out of my head, (Yeh) got it so bad, Its
Yea yea yea yea Yea yea yea yea yea Yeaaaaa I came from those buildings That's midget as hell I couldn't sit still I would fidget as well This
is spinning upside down. People tell me, they have got to help me. But I'm already goooone. Yeaaaaa, I have got to gooooo. My life is moving slow.
to fight I had to get it right you feel it say Wooooo Yeaaaa (and if you feel it say) Wooooo Yeaaaa (and if you feel it say) Wooooo Yeaaaaa (and if you
bitch i can touch the sky hmmmm please dont touch on my eye yeaaaaa i can feel the hell on my side yeah yeah be careful demon is behind today i cant
baby oh yea yea yeaaaaa yeaaa I'm running to the sack lil baby oh yea yea yeaaaaa yeaaa I'm running to that sack yea yeaaaaa yeaaa I'm running to that
You should leave him on the sideline You Been on my mind This right time Yeaaaaa I ain't really in my right mind Off this white wine Be my life
nigga Don't get missed nigga Don't get missed nigga I remember feeling hopeless Had to grind and stay focused yeaaaaa I work hard I got my own shit
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