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me better
When you with me I get instant high,
Rob Van Dam, you one of a kind
Like Sade, you the angel by my side,
Baby you came at perfect time
I 'm

Dead inside come find me
Rob my heart like im juice its the end of the party
But the party never ends
Laying low with my black and white fucking friends

niggas that rob, they just one call away
All of my love, threw it all away, I give you love and you throw it away
Your love so good, and if I could, I'd go

he kick shit like-
Damn
I'm not even gon say that lil' shit
Cause it's just gon' sound a lil' corny
I'm with your bitch, you know she horny
She

ice chandelier
I been countin' bands, yeah, new bentayga man
We got sticks, we got choppers like the Taliban
We done hit a lick, everything go by

purgin', we hop out Suburbans 
Like Kyrie Irving by the way I'ma spin back
I feel like a waiter, these bullets I'm servin'
I pull that bitch out then I

(Snitch niggas)
Keep a chopper like my name was Harley-Davidson (Boom boom)
See these chains on my neck, go 'head and rob it (Go 'head and rob it)
I put

saying lie to me
She just wanna see me grow
She saying lie to me
My lil shawty stay on go
Bad lil bitch yeah she bout it
Go wolf of Wall Street for profit

a lesson
Don't know why we impress them
Think I might teach them a lesson Strippers got ghost writers
I feel like ghost rider
Get judged by fire
Y'all hoes

huh
Try to Rob Me? Let it Rock E-Z bruh
We loaded up with the bucks like a paid Visa
Wolf in sheep's clothing, So-Low be rolling
Blizzies like they

the season i like 
I say fuck that fuck that fuck that 
Lil beamon gone shine 
Yall ain't never send no help 
Yall just told me pick your head up 
Then you

Let the Mayhem Begin

Mr. Shadow

Boxset

2009

down doors and back for more
Would you like more? of what we have store
Wars, and Battles Lil' Rob and Shadow
Are you the one to tattle when they playin'

no food on my plate, should I go rob n kill, I had to go to da stu finna drop me a tape, feel it’s my time fr, imma stay dangerous lil bitch, cuz

missing like trips to Bermuda
And I told that hoe come back wit my guala
Niggas never had no bank no commas
Remember your niggas get stained by there

mind it
Lemme lay these vocals down the finest
I could show you more then I tell you bitch I'm trying
Blood poked a nigga cause he tried to rob like lil

to get a lil light of mine and sell my captured life
Dawg ain’t really just a lone wolf but I’m a lost wolf
Niggas lost they morals feel like I’m the last

gun cocked, late night rides in all black
Really come from nothin', I was on that block like the streets all that I got
I done been snaked by my own

really need a sample
I got heat ample
I'm the whole damn show
Call me Rob Van Dam
I'm like Bo Rai Cho with the mic in-hand
I just want y'all to know
I'll

Who the fuck is this paging me at 547,
The moon still hanging,
Crack a dawn and
The lil homies on it,
Like its fitness,
Up early stretch em out,
Hit

Contract

Jazze Pha

Crunk Juice [Deluxe Edition] [CD/DVD]

2004

on a mill, but I'm pimpin still
Riding round the track, like Goldie in the Mack
Still I'm Don Coreleone pimping hoes from my realm
Mesmerized by the words

Who the fuck is this paging me at 5:47
The moon still hanging
Crack a dawn and
The lil homies on it
Like its fitness
Up early stretch em out 
Hit me

get you gone quick he just like a magician
Damn he was a lil opp he couldnt fit up in the wood i rolled em in a gar
Heard he cant go back to his hood

Told that lil' boy I got big ol' stacks
Plus I ain't need no gang
Heard he got big old aim
Heard he wanna hit like kick, kick
Cake, huh, Easy Bake
I come

I gotta have that
Boujee lil bitch she hit my line she gotta fat ass
Tell me all the time I'm on her mind she want me so bad
Wanna pic me like a Kodak