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feelings so I
Can't get enough of ya
I need more oh yeah
Hey pretty lady
This song is not for you
I wrote this song for food
I might be sad it don't matter
I

If you hear any noise, it ain't the boys
It's Ladies' Night, uh-huh

Get down on it, get down on it
Get down on it, get down on it, come

know the right plans
My sister still drowns in debt
She work a nine to five and I made a hundred from selling a pack
I clock at nine and it ain't even

the Holy Ghost
Baptized in the bosom of a centerfold
I'm the shit, Johnny Manziel
Get it
Take the Browns to the Superbowl

Hundred bands in a collection

drag this shit out
We just gon hop right into it
(Come one now, talk yo shit)
(Yeah yeah,
Watch that nigga go)
Look
100 Days to 100 nights
100 Different

blessing
Gift of the Holy Spirit
My soul blazing in His Presence
The feeling I can’t explain it in its essence
The Word of God is so crazy in its perfection

For a 100 days 
For a 100 nights 
Ima grind for mine
Ima do this right
Stack my bread up
And stay on my grind
Defeat she's always tryna get my line

bartended
Yo I go hard wit it, spitting poison
I'm arsenic
You could get punished you could get
It if you want it
Your stomach I'll carve into it
Then poke it

We Weren't Born to Follow

Bon Jovi

The Circle

2009

and the innocent
How will you raise your hand when they call your name?
Yeah, yeah, yeah

We weren't born to follow
Come on and get up off your knees
When life

referring myself in
Third person so fluent
But first come first served
Early bird get the worm
I go Dennis the menace hoe move it
(Hoe move)
I got room for

Bankroll got the bitches bad on the pole
Pull up to the club, I let it go let it go
They call me young Quavo throw
Young Quavo throw

We get ignorant in

Killmonger, that's a born sinner
Only ever time I go female J. Cole on it
Everything out here got base on it
Strings attached, Dre Chronic, rat-a-tat-tat,

kneels 

You can't teach creativity 
It comes from within 
Deep down beneath your skin 
Everybody is a sinner so I don't believe in hell 
But I'ma good

Jealous

Fetty Wap

RNB3: Rockadelphia

2015

feelings
I'm allergic to broke niggas 'cause all we know is get it, yeah

I been ballin' for a while, I get money by the pound
Fuck a checkup, it's okay,

of the world tryna make me get higher
It's a trap
It's a lie
I'm tired of feeling this sick feeling inside
I'm tryna climb out the pit that I dug
Trying to buy

skeppy cause that ain't me I don't flex it like a dunce
Whole band come like an orchestra whole band got 100 drums
In Order to achieve what you need

shit lame
Fuck this shit, nigga, I'm too drained

(Keep me a 9 like im Romo Walking around with it on like a GoPro
Feeling like Will, by the way I get

walking by faith
They tell me that I changed well I'm feeling better this way

100 nights a hunnid days it's been feeling like plague
Got me , feeling sick

the flight
You feeling a way
Get the fuck out my sight
Might go terrordome46
T.y 72
Code word for Q5
Matt and vin I’m watching you
Rock out the sinners
Damaged

I'm conditioned
I serve and I hustle on any conditions
Fuck your permission, I'll get to them digits
Come to your town and I get and split it
I get

nudes 
In Versace boots 
I'm tryna have kids 

I almost had a kid but I left it on the bed, I'm really feeling this rap shit
Now I gotta to my meds
I got

, period
Into how you're down just to spend the night
Lay your body down, get you feeling right
No lie, it's a vibe when I peter pipe her
No time, need

Soldiers

Master P

Life or Death

1998

I'm a killer by the way a nigga bleed 
Forever TRU I'm gone roll to your motherfuckin' city 
If I come to a show I've got a hundred thugs with me

Alright
Niggas mad at me but I can't help it
I need every win I'm selfish
If it's me or you
I promise you'll get dealt wit
Mastermind
You play wit me