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for sure

Alright
Somebody bring the potato salad
Let's take a ballot
On who gonna invite the hoes that make the party valid (me?)
'Cause we don't

Good Time

Youth Group

The Night Is Ours

To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test - I'm rappin' to the beat,
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your

a U-Haul
I can do this all day, my way or the highway
Honest, vision so clear that I'm Nostradamus
I'm take my team, with me, crew deep like BK
Get in my way

girl an ass slap
His mom's so womp on me I take her to a vet
I'm her new husband, and Jacob's new step daddy

Yeah you know who it is
Oh I'm so ready
DJ

want to take a moment to thank the project team that were able to realize my vision for this app. Led by Led by Where is Dorothy?

DOROTHY
Sorry Raj, I

the trunk (uh), cause I’m runnin up the bank, they was laughin in my face (ha ha), now look At me im in 1st place, marathon (no) not a race, gotta grow

that
I ride back in a Maybach
I make banks, I make racks
No myths, I just spit facts
Your breath stinks take a tic tac
I don't eat macs, I eat shake

And tell me that im hot and say I need a deal
If it come, then it come
But im talking about whats real
It takes one day it takes one smile
Put your fist up,

boomin'
All these pussy bitches that be talkin' nothin' to my face
He wanna pull up with a gat and get sprayed, fuck that
Got two dicks on me, got one

they do the same
We pop a couple bottles
And we're straight back up again
The Guards pull up on me
My name is Chris o gorman
What you tryna say
I'm not

Trynna take roots, my vestiges
You need to be sure (Yeah you need to be sure)
Yeah don't make my bestie act
Out on a nigga acting scared (On me, I'm not

But the concept of guilty by association really don’t apply to this
Ride with us
Ominous feelin’ the nighttime
Bet you catch a vibe that I fathered,

Remember I was your neighbor
Member I was bad with faces 
Tell by your eyes that you're hurt
Take pride in how brave that you are 
Cause you know it's bound

even trying
You don't scare me at all
If you did a drive-by, I'd wave!
It's so cute when you rap
It's like I'm watching my dad
Tryna use an iPad

heart
You just add to cart, I split your arm apart with paragraphs
These are the drafts of my deep thoughts
Soulfood, three course, now take one for

now
Tell me how you like the show now
C-IV nodey play manbɛ slow down
They want take my place like a Pronoun
I guess we for just relax
You know like

Light it up finna take flight (hot!, hot!)
Stack up the money add hight (hot!, hot!)
Standin' on businees when money on sight (Wet!, wet!)
See

niggas
For Ransom
These hoes love me real bad Cause I'm handsome
Put a pole on a nigga
Now he dancing

Everybody claim they stepping Till They pressed by

IS FcT HEN SHORTIE (Throw your hands up!)
IF YOURE WITH ME (Throw your hands up!)
IF YOU FEEL ME (Throw your hands up!)

Bottles is poppin' Blacks

more potent than potion
I get distracted by the moments and stuck on a notion
I bottle up and then explode from emotions I hold in
Woke up one morning

Can I fuckin' play? 
I got a quarter mill' in the bank 
No one to thank but me 
Break me "Gunz" 
Bronx ball playa 
Take the gatas and suits

in the bottom of a bottle
Once I'm out I hit full throttle
I'm lost and will forever be, forever be
Cause I'd rather be self made by every mean
Until

out like she into playin' tennis
Stilettos lookin' high, simple on the thighs
Put me on the case, I be guilty by the eyes
Gain another pound, she gon'

And talkin' 'bout it all right now has got me so damn shot
I need to take another walk around my block

And they never changed the story
And they never