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the Godly!
Live when we party!
Hypnotized by her body!
She probably won't call me!
She still drop it
Like Molly!
She pop it
No molly!
And she see us grinding!

[many?]
Le-let's get this party started, where my bottle of Henny?

Collision course, I'll blow you all away
But with precision, hit my targets with a [?]

fuck me
Coz I'm pretty sure you know me from last week
I'm still me, I haven't changed since
Even my friends don't trust me
But I've never missed roll

this game like my nigas used to hustle perico. I do it for my people. Nigas know Tony is no baloney. Mama shake it like you really owe me. 
Party started

gyal mi love yuh slow wine slow wine
Come out fi the party down ina my zone
Gyal yuh pretty, snap a picture with yuh smart phone
Post it upon IG after

cash, living fast, on a Friday night gonna blow that
All your friends in a basement party
Everyone tryna get wasted
Barbies dance around with the music

Crook Playa

Mr. Pookie

Dallas Crooks [Chopped & Screwed]

party, tha ammo and a clip
Take a breather 4 I leave ya face down where you sit
And tha competition, oh they get flattin by bows
Cause we ain't bowin down,

so energized
Must be a power line
Soul by my side
Like I’m a Gemini
Who am I
To cause a rise
Oh yea
I forgot
I must really be the guy
I’m all they talk

at least I done eased by, freestyle and rap, slipped through the cracks, think somebody had my back
Its that run down feeling, when you dealing with a hunch,

feelings, I gotta jack. 


Verse: Walk around town wit the 40. I love her to death that's my woady. Don't tell me what you bout, show me. be careful how you

Watch out for the snakes
I shoot the grass I don't cut it
Niggas cold blooded
How you turn to opps
You was my whole buddy
Fuck that sympathy
You not with

to the party me and my bro
Bitches recording me thinking They low
Just don't record me chilling wit Hoes
My bitch gone trip you already Know
If a nigga trip you

don't play with me
Cause I'm a grown man with plenty money
Cause we can just fly away and come back on Monday
But by then you'll wanna be my lady
Girl I

substance abusing
I'm still loosing
My mind bro so I just feel fine
And I might get diamonds
I might by be blowing
I might be breaking the game like a hymen

[Verse 1: Damian Monk]
And you know I be wilding
‘Cause the boy from the island
Here to spend a couple thousand
So you can send them all to my way
We party

This shit back to back jus hit they ass for 8 again
Just got a call a from my nigga Fatts he said the drank was in
Fuck... Prolly finna have to go

I need all my sexy bitches on the dance floor

(This is a Baby Beats production)

I need all my sexy bitches on the dance floor, Come on shawty get

Blood, yo son, I must be winning!
Like Charlie Sheen on the scene, the party never stops
c couple of hot shots, giving my fans props


Getting funky with

This record'll fetch me a billion yens
Reptilian leather seats in a benz or a BM
Extra diamonds, I give to my girlfriends
Hawaiian herbal in a circle

tryna go hunting (hunting)
He seen the Shiesty and he started running (runner)
This ain’t a party if I don’t bring in the gun in
She in the hotel in

across a lake
Stopping by a burger shop to cop a chocolate shake
I got to make dough but I can't do it rapping
Now I'm washing dishes with Don in the back

the start to finish

I had to comeback in the scene 
More money in my jeans
They don't know, so we let them know what me mean
New year new goals and still

a light thing
She said want some tats of my name
Cause I got her coming back like fiend
Like fiend

Like slide on ya guy when you're right by
She send me

First off, I'd like to start out by saying this ain't no pity-party playing
Just the truth I'm relating
It's a relief of frustration, in an attempt