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it gyrates
I dont judge a book by how the spines shaped
But I do judge a foot by how it looks in some wine grapes
No myspace blind dates
Just blind

weed, in that tree it'd be nice
And she rolling up that spice girl
Victoria or Mel B
Nothing you could tell me
Pockets looking healthy
Australia Melbourne

You Don't Want Drama

Eightball & MJG

Living Legends: Chopped and Screwed

2004

crunk
Let a nigga know what hood you from
Everybody wiht me drunk as fuck
Break it down, then roll it up
Back it up, a girl like you
A nigga like me

van go side to side
Mix colors, my palette and yours
In covers, a pallet on the floor
Spice out the cupboards, my palate adores
Taste of you, and I want

Benet (come here)
Me and G Wop, we like OG Juan and J
When I call the play it's from the higher up, Sean MacVane 
Get your girl rare, put it on world

sure them other girls were nice enough
But you need someone to spice it up
So who you gonna call? Cardi, Cardi
Come and rev it up like Harley, Harley

So

sly (Sly)
Shotgun rob, go hide
Leave your girl behind
We taking all your pride (Pride)
Take your ass to the spot (Spot)
Then we creeping by
I said I

just like Professor Utonium
I stir the pot up
By adding that sugar and spice
Some chemical X
That I throw on the side
Side eye
You know that strong

humpin' 
Always tryna hide the way I feel
But my mind is made up so I'm coming back to you
Girl your love is a medicine, Face is a site seeing
I could get

and there ain't nobody that I'm working for on god
No bs bc I said no backstabbing bull crap till I'm dead
I splash on the mix like a three peat running up

Slurp it up
Feed ya face
Mask No face no case
I Love a lil role play
I can spice it up
Call me da black Ms.Munroe
And you can Be Sinatra
Sing to me a bit

turn into spice heads

HM Portland, HM Polmont, lost everything, I was at my lowest
HM Thameside, they got bro in Swaleside, he got done by cell site

London Tales..
Brazilian girl oh my dear
I see you notice as they stare
Your curves make you insecure
But fit the clothes that you wear
I'm like

I'm Chucky
Now ion give a fuck who love me
Watch your day-ones,
They ain't exactly trusting
Wax like some old spice
I'm never smelling musty
Imma keep

flights, different city every night
You wanted to travel the world, I wanna be by your side
Now we so far apart, I cannot stand this divide so
Girl, I gotta

Packed up my bags and just left with you
Just arrived and we getting loose
Always stick by your side
I will be there when you need me most
Treating

ones
I ain't splitting ties, no they be knotted up
This ain't no inuendo, we be blunt as fuck
So dot your I's and cross your T's
We be living up

Girl

Trapped in lotterys , like why the hell are you stalking me?
Jay walking, paid for talking by the time you wake up
I will own a maze, youll be amazed to see

the morning after the pill every morning 
Don’t allow your reputation to be daily whoring
All those bitches get depressed because they life is boring 
Gonna end

like day and night
Puttin in overtime working on my craft
While you stuff your face sitting on your ass ya
I had goals of putting up two plates
Same

Spice shit up from the motherfuckin' day-to-day
Cuz it's wake up, go to school, come back
Then do the shit again til it's work and your hair is gray

energy
You know that like ohh yaya
You know say I wanna be by your side
Oh ya yaya
Girl You looking hella fly hella styly
Girl you know I’m fucking with

to the dishes
I see you see us
Living comfy
Life a moving image, you don't see all
If you tripping by this point
I hope you see up
Lost a lot of people constantly

I got fool up bwoy it's all I know, Yo
Sugar and spice taking a gamble roll that dice
Wah Gwan P
Everything nice
Know that it is when a girls onside