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on my mind as approaches
Christmas time
Honestly I'd be lost by the wayside
Thinking all I gotta to do is pay tithes
That be weak lies that hold me from

I love making money it's never enough I love to count doe slow and stay papered up
I gotta get this guac so show me the money I'm bout to hit this

ain't lying she trying me
I play it cool Later on laughing maniacally
Remember when I bought a stupid hoe a Diamond ring
I remember feeling lil league in

Pickaxe sound nigga (Fuck)
Uh

I cannot trip off no bitch uh (No bitch)
Back in the stu' making hits uh (Making hits)
Remember that bitch try to curve

songs in my discography
I remember hearing Clem a long time ago
And her voice stood out to me
So much it was so high pitched, and like
It almost had this

it by my self
I did it by my self
I did it by my self dog
I did it by myself
I did it by my self dog

I feel like this is the real me
Making songs

leaping and taking the fall
Tell me what's good for night
I shine bright look good smell nice
Live life no fears get rite
Cant let life pass you by, touch

a reflection of your heart. That words alone could never capture. When I write a Christmas song, it is almost always born from a moment in my life, inspired by

the people writing their trash
I'm in it so don't be one to be making a fit out of it and get mad
And just to think that I'm capping
About all the passion,

i'm moving is making her wetter
She was with it i cant even lie
I could tell by the look in her eyes
But i'm me i aint cuffin' outside
Bust a nut then

make sure I send man packing 
(Get out of here man)

Me and my G's are all good
We've been out here making money moves
Don't be getting involved 
When

example of what humans can be
So we're making a man

Step one
Thinking caps on
Gotta pull a fast one,
Fast on the hun.
Gotta find a corpse
A dead

example of what humans can be
So we're making a man

Step one
Thinking caps on
Gotta pull a fast one,
Fast on the hun.
Gotta find a corpse
A dead

roll over or fetch you
Baby don’t ask for me
Baby can't pass for free
Baby I'm a masterpiece
Carrying a master piece
Remember back then you ain’t fuck

Champion

Nas

Pink Friday: Roman Reloaded

2012

(Ooh ooh)
They know who we are by now
They know who we are
Champion, the champion (champion, champion)

Yeah, okay, we made it to America
I remember when

Ain't No Thang

OutKast

Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik

1994

but stuck
Nowhere to duck, pull his file, niggas die
By getting blasted, how drastic
They got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I do
I got

basics
Remember days we was gone they was patient
Just a millionaire in the making
Aye bro I got a question tryna figure out why , why haven't we made it

by my bag 
And I only want more
I'm pouring the wok
Cos I'm a leaner
We makin' hits till we filling arenas
You tryna hate like it do shit to me
I just

I Gave You Power

Nas

It Was Written [Clean]

1996

How you like me now? I go blaow
It's that shit that moves crowds, making every ghetto foul
I might've took your first child
Scarred your life,

How you like me now? I go blaow
It's that shit that moves crowds, making every ghetto foul
I might've took your first child
Scarred your life,

Rock and Roll

Jimmy Rushing

Every Day

1999

the old Chuck Berry's - 78's and all
I sat by my record player
Playing every note they played
I watched them all on TV
Making every move they made

How can I forget you now?
I could never shake you off
I will remember the sweet memories
I will think of you, everyday
But I'm moving on, making new

of my tests it was plenty times I could've ran from it

I remember nobody believed in me

So I had to believe in myself

To think that I still showed my

Remember me
See my tears, see the scars
Not exactly expecting it from a star
Like you landed in Mars, I crack the code like a black