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tryna balance this
Life without losing my shit
Whole life been consumed by this dick
My bitch always coming through with a limp
Cuz I give her good dick

replace 'em with another one
You had to see she keep calling me Big (and another one)
And my name is Jay-Z
She was all on my dick
Gradually I'm taking

365
I'm running through seasons
Making shit happen
I simply believe it
Damn that ass fat
It swallow those lemons
Snatching my soul
I swear she a diva

big
Going hard till I make it sick... huh
Against all the big odds
Taking this shit to the hilltop
Making you know I'm the definition of the person you

Now niggas keep talking that shit being hot on them lives
Get hit up like TJ but you won't survive

When I'm done making hits i get high with

Yeah I'm doing my thing so they hating on me
Yeah they're hating I'm making deposits
All my niggas we making deposits, yeah
Yeah my team we take off

List
Lines? Snort it
I'm yorkin'

Your bitch open like a clam shell
My dick is in her damn tail
You really think she's loyal? Because honestly bro I

waves
Like I'm from Hawaii
Got the dick hanging
Out the forty-five (Brrr)
XD gon' leave 'em mortified (Ahh)
Take big risk I was born to die (On God)
Lost

nigga
I stay a victor, no moses
Breadwinner bitch I'm all about the Hovis
So lit
Certain man they stay threatened by me
So they'll see my new shit

Making Plans

Emmylou Harris

Trio

1987

Written by Johnny Russell and Voni Morrison
© 1963 Sure-Fire Music Co.

You say tomorrow you're going
That's so hard for me to believe
I'm

on the liq
I got hoes getting lit
I got O's by the zip
I just grabbed a new fit
We some niggas making hits
We some niggas getting rich
Im in love with this

exist
And ima keep on walking never gon' trip
And like I'm Sacramento I'm the king of this
Niggas ain't believe me now they seeing this
And now I cut them

bread makin rhymes
Plus im baggin bitches

I got no time for the fuck shit
Tell the judge he could suck dick
This should don't never really
Matter making

of passion
I'm confident cause I was
Always comfortable with practice
Lemme get at 'em, grab a rapper by his throat
He make a dis, i kick his fucking adams

I get the pack and i flip flop
I get the bag and I’m chasing the big guap
So many hoes i’m like which thot
Fuckin a hoe and im making her drip drop

Making Young Niggas To Piss On They Pants I'm Snapping c Pic I'm The One That Be Dripping These Bitches Be Picking My Tens
They Suck On My Dick When I Want

she got pregnant again I'd be the guy
To try to man up and raise the child by making her mines
I mean because, that's exactly what happened the first

Put in work yeah I stay out of sight
I can’t wait till we taking them flights
While she ride on my dick like a bike
And I’m puffing I’m smoking a beater

The Makings of a Perfect B****

Nas

Street's Disciple

2004

breasts so I could titty fuck while she do
My taxes for the IRS
So I could just relax, shit, by now I'm blessed
I'm her daddy, I'm her messiah, I'm god

to hear it from your words
I like to see it visual
Don't fuck with me or I'ma
Leave your condition critical
I'm making ‘em jealous
‘cause I'm fly like

Bobby Brown
Drake's s***ty music got me Millie Bobby down
We making real music where's my Millie Bobby crown
Got my dick sucked by a willy gobby clown

off
Went and got a Maybach
Rick Ross
These niggas pissed and I'm
Ticked off
Believe me when I say I'm comin get yall

Know that imma rise when I'm

Overdose

Twista

Adrenaline Rush

1997

rider rims
If it's me, hell, you can tell by the design on the chrome
Crying on the phone
Ho thinking I'm in love with her
Cause she took me shopping

to see you anytime soon
Cause when I see your preety face again
I'll get hypnotized by your beauty
Making sure you're happy is my duty
Oh I'm loving how