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A hamburger might be a good idea

She's rich and famous
Really famous
She's rich and famous
Really famous
She's rich and famous
Really famous
She's

Championships

Meek Mill

Championships

2018

Yeah, uh

All the youngins in my hood popping percs now
Gettin' high they get by, it's gettin' worse now
You gotta tell 'em put them guns

of the family
We trappin' out of the bandy
She see the bread now she hop out her panties
Woah
Fly as I can be
I'm talking money they don't understand me
She off

Monday
If you really gettin' money, take that girl out the country
She like niggas that's fun, that takin' shots, gettin' blunted
I'll do whatever for

get no where 
Could she be just as scared 
Cause it kills me not to know(kills me not to know) 

[Chorus x2] 
Should I let her know Im really in love

When really I don't fuck with half these niggas on the low
And that's just how it go
She go, "Damn, nigga, that's deep," I know, tell me about it
My

She can't even fuck on no scrub, whoa
She says she missin' my touch, woah
I can't lie, you know I fuck with you, but you can't get my trust, no
I just

Brown Girl

Jurassic 5

Feedback

2006

Put it on paper this is what I would describe
Intelligent
The fly female
Perfume smell even if its not from Chanel
Hair and fingernails
The fly

Japan
Sippin on some saki
Gettin Waki
Damm I need a tan
Damm Im feeling cocky built like rocky
Yeah I'm gettin ocky
When I'm with my gang this not a possy

watching she gone fuck around and get hit
You know Roc stay wit the shits got yo bitch all my dick
I can't really fuck wit u squares cause my circle on they

eye
Now I look back and I don't even know why I tried
I'm not sayin' that she couldn't have got a ring
That was a probable thing, but shorty, yeah, she

shot a AK, that shit sound like a Braxton
On the west side where them boys really taxin'
(Go) yep, (go) yep
My newest bitch, she a work of art, I

niggas wasn't here before
Gettin a bag get a bag get a bag
My niggas they ruthless, don't know how to act
Big dick in yo bitch make that hoe wanna gag
She

playin poker
Cause I remember days, nights
I couldn't even think right
Niggas gettin murked out I'm clutchin
On that thing tight
I wouldn't even blink like

She wanna pull up dancing right next to me
Grab her by the waist bring that ass close to me
Bad bitch
Wanna know if we have chemistry
Pills

Who's Ya Daddy

Juvenile

Reality Check

2006

Have a nigga lookin' for you, searchin' around

I tried to pass you up but you're lookin' so hot
Got my dick gettin' stiffer than a robot
You not lookin'

gettin' nothin' on me, they ain't even gettin' no rain
Nigga, I want some new shit, I don't want that money shit
My niggas on that old shit, they creep up

Do You Like My New Car?

Frank Zappa

Fillmore East: June 1971

1971

Oh, it's not... it's nothing...

Howie, I mean, the way you gettin' tp-tp to play, an all these exotic places, I mean...

Yeah

Tell me something.. tell

goin' through her phone
I give her privacy
I keep gettin' caught cheatin' I know she tired of me
I apologize but baby I'm not sorry
I know this is where

bed again
She'll even tell you leave the boy alone 'fore you get your head split again
Pluto shit make me sick to my stomach, we ain't never really

to Be a stupid ass for real
Now I really wanna get revenge on you for real
Just make sure that i wanted this for me not u just me its good life is

out the Rolls Royce truck, let's go
Bad ho' say she wanna fuck, woah, woah
She sniffing on that white, coco
I pour a four in a Four Loco

Don't even

the type to Instagram pictures
With your hand up on the trigger but you never want to pull it
But yo, I'm not gettin' mixed up in that racket
It's

on the road
On the road you alone im alone
Probably not the one you wanna be With
Im gone now got you thinkin im out Cheatin
Gettin fucked up, tired