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a new SRT
Shawty get wet when she see it's a jeep
Hit the road, hunnid bands by the end of the week
Remember Kuda shot that boy in the knee
Sneak dissing,

to struggle thru shit like that I got ground in my fists
Watch my momma cry by the hospital bed while she astounded as shit
By how I lived she was relieved but

ever pulled up on me, Is that my ego
Screaming in the back of the bus? My life is just a free throw
Made by Shaq, attacking other Gang Members but for

dick hard her booty soft
I see through her dress she take it off
And the she get so arroused by the sound of my voice
U see I make the pussy wet u just

My Section

The Hot Boys

Let 'Em Burn

2003

a nigga to jail
Cause they loving a freak

(Lil' Wayne)
In my section it be off the heezy
And my section's being represented by Lil' Weezy
What the deal

I let the diamonds do it I ain't got to throw it in yo face nigga
Dodging cases now it's bottles by the cases nigga
Cut the check or someone goin

brutalizing my nerves
You want a hot vocal, try utilizing your words
Ya’ll wore that shit to the ground and if you lames really doubt it
Then how is Pain still

Snitches snitch and I love it
Pussy wet so I fuck it
Titty out so I suck it
It's just like Jordans versus the Sonics
My tongue out cause I want it
I can't

Hot, Kut Da Fan On
Double O, lil' baby
Okay
(This a GD beat)

I've been brokenhearted before (brokenhearted before)
They say it happens

Why study what comes naturally?
Style ain't native shit processed like hot lye and potatoes
Does you're gaze go towards your naval?
Or to the stars like

Trust me lord knows
Nailed down by them cowards
Days later I Rose
And where you was Ms Mary
Probably a Selfie pose
No love for a G
Guess that's the way it

smoke by the pound aye, shorty in love with the sound, aye
I stay drinking that brown
Reminisce how I came from the ground
Whatever I'm doing they follow

Sex

N-Dubz

Uncle B

2008

and shit wet up your tushy
Cut the story straight play with your pussy

All lovers put the plug in the socket like Bobby and Suzie
Wet up the place like

Eighteen days at the luxury hotel, bothering the hotel staff and
Slowly tricking them into thinking you really work there, and
You think you're Mister Hot

you, talking ultrasound
Call me daddy but don't want no daughter, pill better be stronger
Then let's hop into the shower, is she wet or just the water?

remember days
Back when
Hittin stains back then
Broke n****
But I stayed ona grind
Ain't no h** In my blood
Imma score If I should
Catch Sanee
Imma slide by

spot
But they be jokin' a lot
All of that cap boy it's all in yo rap but in real life you know you not hot
They just be thinkin' they better but they

Get With da Wickedness (Flow Like That)

The Lady of Rage

Necessary Roughness

1997

wet and dreamy every time a brother see me ('cause why?) 
'Cause they can't understand the gift of tongues (uh-huh)
That left 'em standin' still

Church on a Sunday, club on a Tuesday
Spitting hot fire, this is your doomsday
They don't like what I say so they try to sue me
You can't fool me,

with hoarders 
But when you with me 
Go south get down 
Hot and wet like you Florida
Fit me get then til morning 
Deep hit your spot with the mortars

Get With da Wickedness (Flow Like That) [Remix]

The Lady of Rage

Necessary Roughness

1997

wet and dreamy every time a brother see me ('cause why?) 
'Cause they can't understand the gift of tongues (why's that?)
That left 'em standin' still

vaporous, his bitch say I'm real flavors
You lame then you can't hang with us, like hot Cheetos I'm flaming ya
His gun jam, need some maintenance, run away

a threat cause I can dance under water
And not get wet  Flow so hot I leave pyroclastic surge another lame rapper
That"s about to get served
And when you

sight (Hey)
Leaning out the window catching rays, driving over lines like the states 
My team in the hooptie on the way (Way)
Drip game wet, like we hit