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clothes
I've been rockin' rose gold diamonds on the low
You keep bitches by the low, but you ain't pimpin' though
All my cash come by the four, I

shit get with me
hah so if for any reason you forget, forfeit
and call me mr. I'll take your chick
haha, nah, call me mr. upgrade or mr. front page
call

brother, he be snappin' too
Got tired of fuckin' bitches by the one
When I can fuck 'bout two
Free lil' Blue, I got it from my nigga
Now I’m first to shoot

And they know what I'm saying is factual
Me and lil brodie got plans they gon see in the future
They know that I really move tactical
Why they be focusing

sometimes that shit be gettin' to me, yeah
Not one of them niggas that be fakin' what he feelin', I'm gon' talk about it
Meek Mill, he used to be my dawg,

lil juice cause I know slime wit it
Hustle hard you know our mind different
Block stars run it up in five minutes
Spend that paper on that fly shit my

Isolation on my own, in this world by myself
Niggas dyin' every day in my hood, this shit is real
MLK got popped for speakin' facts, that's how I feel
That's

Lil' bitch I'm fly, Aladdin
Pull up and flip shit, gymnastics
Turn him to a ghost

Casper, all bout the Benjamins, that's what I'm after
They know I

looks is Unique
Whose Mrs. Huxtable smart and a freak
Can whip it up like a chef
Cas I be eating
Meat eater or vegan
Yes, I need three
Three beezies that

with the blues (ooh)
Going Mr. T with the jewels (ooh)
Get salt over by your boo (ooh)
I ain't never kickin' no spooks
Nigga say he thinkin' bout

Monster Muzik

Cam'ron

Gunz n' Butta

2011

and flies he breakin' down them pizza pies (Mr. Pies!)
See my eyes, rolled up right now. 
I'm facin' three to five. (in Jersey!)
Assault charge, yeah

that (Power)
That lil' money niggas rainin'
I shower in that (I take a shower)
I told Gary ice the face
Up and flower the set (Real)
Just pulled another

Quikker Said Than Dunn

DJ Quik

Balance & Options

2000

the drama
With the Q you I K comma
Now that's drama so pay attention
By the way I must mention I'm comin' off
Hard in the third dimension

With the glare but

I like my hoes by the two's when I dig 'em out,
Couple racks, I made room for a big amount,
They had us in the first half we winnin' now,
Now my

jackin', str8 jackin'
What, what 
Yall can test me but you aint getin nothin' x2

Second Verse :[Mr. Shadow]

Step a lil closer, cause I ain't scared
I

tell me that I can't hear
Go on tell me that my mama use to e on welfare
Sticks and stones may break my bones
but names could neva hurt me Mr. Hater

Mr. D.J.

Lil' Keke

Screwed Down Version: Platinum in Da Ghetto

2001

and keep it spinning

Went gold in two weeks, I'm on a spineless spree
Cause it's are-E-S-P-E-see-T for Lil Ke
Now to guarantee, with the more satisfaction

Bring It Back

Trouble

Fresh for 2018

though
The loud wild off the gate, don't need your molly
As a git, you scraped the candy, Mr. Charlie
Nowadays I ride a foreign by Mr. Charlie
I got

Bring It Back

Trouble

Bring It Back

though
The loud wild off the gate, don't need your molly
As a git, you scraped the candy, Mr. Charlie
Nowadays I ride a foreign by Mr. Charlie
I got

slidin' and everybody dying
I can't go back to that time
Nigga was fakin', nigga was lyin

I will never testify
On my bros or on my guys
You lil' niggas,

Im educated lil bitch but im still ratchet
Tell em please do not get this shit twisted
I tell a bitch off with some real adjectives
Might just show

the signs cause I was blind gettin' played by the fakin'
Got to cut your grass, cause they gon' slime when they see time to snake ya
I've been in the Stu for

rich, so I'm droppin' this album, I walk in the room and Lil Murda be crowded
By bitches and phonies and goofies and stolies, I know what I'm doin', get

reach boy stay outta the bounds
Sliding 5 percent, ARP in my lap, 60 mag filled with Mr. Browns
See my man on God, I ain't gotta shoot, have lil brudda