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Pretty Bitches

Gucci Mane

The Return of Mr. Zone 6

2011

dirty licks, all my weed droppin'
We back again, yeah we back again, and we gotta win
She wanna be my friend.

These pretty bitches love me, them bitches

niggas relate
Just to rattle my cage, so much shit they sat on my plate
She know me through records, but she don't know me too well
All this game is for

Emirates, about my paper, my buisness
Born and raised in the trenches
Was spittin' game since an infant
From the Bay where they pin it
Throw a bitch up in

do my thing!
Taking everything--All Possessions--all your dreams!
By any means! Im just trying to Get this green
The ring goes ding! The radars Looking

Pretty Girl

NB Ridaz

Nbridaz.com

2004

sinsera.
I wanna be with you hasta que me muera.
Lets make a pact and always be together,
With you by my side girl I'm down for whatever.

Something about

Pretty Girl

Dyablo

Lo Mejor

2003

sinsera.
I wanna be with you hasta que me muera.
Lets make a pact and always be together,
With you by my side girl I'm down for whatever.

Something about

trying to find my passion
And it's all aligned with dimes and rapping
Ayy, now we dancing, dancing
Grab her by the waist
Yeah, this straight romancing

in public on that civil disobedience
Can't blame us I guess we all just products of experience
Niggas know I'm fire, call my pen arson
When i was ten,

some cash
Rules everything around me
They brainwashing yo ass
Step on outside
And I'm feeling fly
Look up to the sky
That's about how high
Rollin' in my

You ever been dead broke,
Yeah that feeling the worst
Grandma ask me why I don't go to church
Every time I think about it,
I see my dog up in that

and Mastering all of my TAPEZ
I ain't gon' leave but to go the bank
I got a cashapp, and baggies to trade
Hittin' a blunt and the taste is amaze
Ain't for

Ghetto Classics

Ying Yang Twins

USA (United State of Atlanta)

2005

the projects, 4 for the love
y'all gimme my rifle, we moving by bus
And if ya moving too fast they'll get ya caught up like
Ooh, them ghetto classics (ghetto),

All my life I've been searching for something that ain't worth it
All my life I been workin I think that I deserve this
Monday through Friday I been

a killin', got my mind state trippin'
I keep the paper flippin', ya girl stay willing
Flexin to the ceiling got her all in ha feelings
Coming up missin',

capitalized by characterizing all competing diamonds as being conflict diamonds. This allowed them to charge premiums on their “Conflict Free” diamonds. Now

the foreign switching lanes, nigga that's just how we do
Come hop in my ride with me baby
These dollar signs be driving me crazy
She drink about four by 10,

sold ya
Made my 5 star a fortress
Cops keep me on a short list
On that paper yeah a nigga want it
Said I'm on that paper like a nigga wanted
Long arm

now we homies?
Homie, now you my homie?
Naa thats bologna homie,
Why you think we homies now?
Where these bitches at?
Y'all ain't gon hold me down?
Look

I just flew a vibe out to my city
She on go tonight
If you see me round some new faces
I got my pole tight
All these demons running down on niggas

just like a paper plate
All my niggas real, but all yall niggas acting faker fake
Damn
And it's crazy cuz a nigga young as shit
How im popping off

staring at me when I pass on by
And all the hunnies with them I can hear them saying

Ooh oh my
The crew and I
We the ones they're talking about yeah yeah

Leaving everybody outline i'm all about mine
Getting paid getting laid getting clothes
Getting hoes getting green back
Used be like everybody is a
Lil kid

M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music
Ye-ye-yeah
What's up y'all, it's Logic, uh
Ch-ch-check, ch-ch-check-check
6ix on the motherfucking beat
6ix

True believer


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