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to all employees, and I'm here to teach the principle
'Cause I've been saved by mo' bells than Lark Voorhies
Man, fuck that nigga 'Cris man, for real
yeah
Do the Boosie dance and I ain't talking bout no ratchet
So them niggas who want static we gon let em have it
This for them flunky ass lil niggas
And it ain't all that strange to me
Cause I know hers, and, it won't be long
'til she's convinced that I'm her man
The one that's gon' take her away
Dude
[Guy 2:] It's Too Long Anyway
[Dwele:] For Real
[Guy 1:] Aye Man, That Look Like The Girl From Yesterday, Dude
...Ya That's Her
[Security:] You!
tryna get some vick
Boss man, what's happening with ya, nigga?
Let me clear the business
Yo I got it but not this instance
Yo boss, them boys slipped
ain't a factor just go
And here I come so get it faster, land hoe!
Man nobody's gonna help you out
So you gotta help ya self, if you can't
Kill ya self
I'm tellin' ya please don't let me bury ya (I can't go on this way)
I'm stressed man, I'm goin' through it
I was taught trust in the Lord but still
Yeah them be the same bitches Fuckin on ya brotha
Got a lil name you can get her under Cover
Hoe fuckin for fame man these hoes Ain’t really loyal
I just
the new papi
We know who is who from who is not talking
Owee owee
Almost got killed at a Ruby Tuesday
Homie told 'em chill, put away ya lil' uzi
Bad
You can't catch him, you can't stop him
I go by them goon rules
If you can't beat 'em then you pop 'em
You can't man 'em then you mop 'em
You can't
and a fighter
Producter and a writer
Give your girl a quick fix
And give ya man a nice shine
(Ya'll don't really want it) And I
Can tell just by lookin
That you
and not your girl's age
It gets worse by the annual my career's like a how to manual
So I guess it's understandable man
Oh you gotta love it, you gotta
I suc-ceed
Yeahhh, yeahhh, and this is how victory tastes
So I'ma spit in ya face!!!
Kevin!
[Chorus - Kevin Rudolf & (Lil Wayne)]
Singing ay yo oo
by day
You ain't gotta be scared
See on ya face
See on ya face
I tell her shorty keep ya head up
Everything gone be ok
Love low on supply
Take it day
clients girl
Now listen up close, I won't say it again
Skip a dog y'all cat is a man's best friend
Lil' Jon and Luda on the first class flight
From ATL
on the dick it ain't nothin' but a lil' flight (woo)
I can supply the dick if you workin' them hips right (woo)
I can give her a tip if she workin' them lips
clients girl
Now listen up close, I won't say it again
Skip a dog y'all cat is a man's best friend
Lil' Jon and Luda on the first class flight
From ATL
But ya know we keep it on us. Talkin bout run da fade what I look like boosie.
U can't blame him cause she pressure tho.
cuban bust down necklace yo
hit you with that 9, put some sense in ya nigga
Shoulda put somethin' on yo' ass when you was a lil' nigga
But you wanna play with the real niggas,
Its not
ay ay ay ay
turn the lights down a little bit
turn my mic up a lil bit
yall ready yall ready
here i stand a grown ass man
all by myself
friends)
Stole from mane by my closest kin
Real G's like me, we supposed to win
Supposed to have real G's not supposed to friends
Damn lil' mama look
trynna shut us down
Then you go broke paying for a lawyer just to stay on town
Takeoff
30 Shootas at ya I give em da go
Or I can step by myself
What you
Give A Damn
He Was That Liquor In Ya Hand
Sayin' Kill Me Man
He That Lil' n--a Cross Town
Hatin' On Ya Hard
But He Aint Ready To Go To War
Dats Dat
All the girls that hold it down, getting beat on by they man
Respect women, I don't care if they a 2 or a 10
We don't beat on Kat Stacks, we just
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