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to her booty
Got me like ooh we baby
She probably thinking that he hate me
She know I been sitting by this phone like Im suppose to get a call
Yeah I

with that Mac on my lap
Pull me a trick like cat in the hat
Hit from the front and the back she said she in love with my swag
Fly out to Aruba then I

I'm the best of the best
From the time I was created I had an S on my chest
But nevertheless my sanity gets tested by stress
So I block out all

Hot nigga but these diamonds got me icey

South side where I'm at I'm on mabel I'm with pac
96 death row tee shirt just to match
My fly and all my swag

you do a day, I don't wanna figure
Uneducated girl mating for money, I'm not captivated
I'm just little agitated, 'cause I hate it
Lusty little slut,

ducking the message
Don't do it for views
But I wanna be viewed
The path traveled by few
Is the reason we feud
Use the hate as my fuel
Then I take off like

Cruz is a pro.
Making moves on the low. I ain't bragging to these hoes.
Got my swag on automatic while I'm focused on the dough.
Oh. Five, four, three,

Say

What I do to these niggas
They got something to say
While I'm lighting up a J
I’m not practicing no hate
What I do to these niggas
Abafuni spele

Shanko get him free
Cop this shit by the brick
Break it down by the baby
Outta' town, take me a trip
Got my mama going crazy
My fiend just asked for a zip

that you feel me
If you don't know the real me
You don't even know how I look when I'm sad by my lonely
I pour it up 42 in my cup got me movin' slowly

of fear and dissension
Fuelled by anger and hate
And rage and disdain
And any other definition of the word wELCOME

Can i get a "c"?
And if you hit me

Never

Snass

Playa of the Year

2002

in the sun
Touching my projects with my right arm

[Verse 2]
Yo, you said it
Here is my retaliation
I've always wanted to hit back
I'm putting you in

Florida like a Seminole
Gator face when you pass by, no friendly shit
Niggas wanna hate on the swag
But they envy it niggas only fuck with you
Close when

me lies
I'm deep in the rough with you baby so when it get deep I be right by your side
My Christian Dior's don't need laces so when I see 12 I be

on bitches too long
All that arguing getcho funds up
Bitches copy paste my swag
Then act like they don’t fuck with me
I’m too real ghetto rat I can’t relate

nowaydays think they got so much swag
Man take off that rich shit put on a durag
Do it like me and lets yo pants sag
Ah yeah I let my motherfucking chains

ok you hate my flow
I am not your average Joe
All this shade that I throw
Y'all dudes trash, delvin Breaux
Yeah you're mad this shit flames
Swag

you better know who really gangsta
Hollywood ain't know abou' black panthers
Fuck outta my face!
Le' me talk about killas making da quarter by
Rent due,

it's bout that glow

Surfin, and I ain't talking swag n*gga
We was on them f*cking couches 'fo the bag n*gga
Got it on my own I ain't had to brag n*gga

Creams, Eastlands, Reebok
Man don't even hate dawg
You can't lie
Them niggas fresh
Ima Wonda Boi
A real Wonda Boi
Why you wondering boy
I'm really wandering

to drip tonight 

She like the drip of my swag 

How I finesse for the Cash 

Hit digital dash 

I be balling like nash 

In her mind like the past 

I

a Makavelli

Hate preppy niggas in the closet get they ass rocked

Catch em' in the streets and string em' by they ascot

Red dot, cash pot, real niggas get it

the hustle that I got is unacceptable
I got the level got the grind I got the vibes and the energy 
Yeah they love me just to hate me so I call ‘em all my

Switch whips like chicks hate gettin
Spotted by a fraud
Switch my broads like drawers
So my feelings not involved
Look- I need 'em fresh
Let me iron