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shooting lay ups
Now I'm lobbing ally hoops
It's cheaper to keep her
Stay by my side like a beeper
Cut her off cause I don't need her
I'm rocking ice like

straight to the table
My shawty my baby so sometimes I'm rocking her cradle
And she ain't no stallion but she keeps me stable
And I'm killing these beats who

cuz
In the meantime, y’all was sleeping on the king
Dreaming and scheming for mines. By Any means
Meanwhile, the trials in-between were extremely

Otherworldly pleasures in your presence
Possess me, these sessions in succession
By the moon exhausted drain me baby, awesome
Climax cumulus, union of like mind

Im a bexar county baby
Im a bexar county baby
Shout out exit seven
It's marbach forever
You know I stay repping
Stop all that flexing
Im saying you

keep the change
I say my name so much
By the end of this song
You gone remember my name
Whole lot of bics my bars got flame
If I cop sum jewelry it gotta

hands up in the air
In the air yea
I was born in the jungle where there was no life
Day by day all we do is survive
Oh Lord come show me your light
Take

gone keep them black dollars back in black pockets
Let me stop it back on topic of our discussion
On reconstructing these economic functions
Thats

regret
Every day giving my best, I'm starting to see red, can never go left
Right now I'm high as a jet, I'm tryna process and get me a check
I didn't mean

You fly like you rocking 23, uh
Looking up at me, uh
Never thought I'd see her
That night I played my gig, uh
I was thinking you could stay
Wait

garlic buttеr but, my baby
She gon' steak sauce it
Opps'll nеver catch me by myself
I be with Drac' often
I'm just tryna fuck you like a slut, bitch
I

the spot like Dalmatians
You can tell the vibe just by the look on all our faces
Everyday the same shit don't ask me how my day went
They ask me if I quit

of buzz, buzz
Been a busy bee, and my name is Charlee P
By the way I made the beat, I've been off of the wall
Shout to Vans, I'm rocking on my feet
Zack

And what’s best for me
I’d prolly take a peak
Then start cooking with the recipe
Huh
But then again i'm walking with God
Walk in faith not by sight
So when you

get carried away, don’t get carried away
Don’t get carried away with me, baby
Just need one more day, just need one more day
So don’t get carried away,

of Western, I think
But I was completely floored when she opened that door

She was rocking this baby tee
It was transparent and pink
And she was wearing

She give me neck its like voodoo
Im in the cut w chickens my baby she baddie i think that its hooters 
I went and dove in that work and i popped me

Hip Hop Bommi Bop [Bonus Track]

Die Toten Hosen

Opel Gang [Bonus Tracks]

1993

Dummkopfs, Dummkopfs
You guys must be from Düsseldorf

You see rapping to the beat is not hard
For me rap-rocking is my job
This stuff you're talking

always on a plane/
Got me Looking out the window/
At the clouds I see yo face/
From everything you rocking/
Baby girl I love ya style/
Ya voice is so

wrist
Push them pounds down 23
Pussy ain’t seeing me
Got it from the floor
How a sucker nigga seeing me
Grind for some more
Got that hustle in my legacy

shopping at the mall 
Take more pics that Santa Clause, get more tits than Mardi Gras uh
Jansport Rocking, keep my ganja in one pocket uh
Mac inside the back

can't stop
Keep on climbing all the way to The top
No i don't love you
Baby girl you a thot
Just get on ya knees 
And give me that top
Not sentimental
Get

be fly
Yo I been flexing for years
But Armani can’t make me wealthy no
(No,no,no)
Baby Phat won’t keep me healthy no
Gucci, Fendi, Prada it can go

The microphone pleaser

Haters, shove it up your keister
Here comes the new me
Life after death, like it's Easter
Baby, spoon the workers, take you to the cleaners