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X
Straight bars no hook
How the ting go
Dropped the gift
Now we back
Me and Lingo
I don't know who You Be (UB)
You a Mingo
I keep a stacked set

a stray on Sway when I locked jaws, 
Every track back when his platform, was not thought 
But got sparked by my ten-year-old rap, My Lord
We'd pop off for

without my slime by my side

Wish you could guide me
I was never this anxious when we talked bout life
Now it's 800 miles cross two state lines
It's a good

Crawl Before You Ball

Saafir

The Hit List

1999

fall with you
I'm like fuck 'em
I got to 
It's a new sheriff in town his name is Reggie Mamoo
Ya hear?
More like Saafir
On a crawl 
By watch how daddy

a nigga come creepin' the block
Body drops
Off the world
Off a pearl
We floatin'
Moon rocks brighter than the sun
We tokin'
Don't get caught by us, my

Y'all still giving me a pass
We don't last
Fuck it, immortal trap till ah crash
Ah got plans, make it ten, maybe make it thirty
Might just make fifty
Drop

pharma owns this Block, didn't learn shit from prohibition, people talk about Nixon and Reagan but forget to mention Clinton, hm Big daddy cig and big

have the world, you can choose a star/ Gonna be a daddy homie, new cigar/

Chorus x 2

Verse Two:
 
I love you from the bottom/ Not a problem, got

tongue-tied
This is rare air, it's harder to come by
It's high-tech like Common when he was rocking that sungod
Tomato head niggas get sun-dried
They washed

about a Rhubarb pie then just segue into sex
Ok
Not a day goes by my mind on music
Hit play
Then hit the pad, 8 a hand, paradiddadiddle, say it
Mouthful

The Shake

The Elms

The Great American Midrange

2009

to fill

You can bet your ass by ten o'clock
It'll be all that you can take
To squeeze inside with the girls and guys
Who come out to do the shake

feet up
By sun up I run up the digits
I’m constantly winning
I gotta get it and go
I’m rapping I’m grinding
I swear I go hard for the Bros
They wiping

on many bitch
Might apply for a sneaker deal
Prideful as my daddy name, bitch
I'll die on any hill
Caught them niggas about Jody bike
You gon' find out that

and disgracin'
Boy you a bastard! You your daddy son
I've been gettin' green like a garden call it madison
Shorty walkin' by, damn she lookin kinda bad and uh
I'm

to Hollywood, we was up in the scene, 
It was Dloc, Johnny Rich, and my home boy Steve.
We was, teenagers, yeah living a dream.
Lookin up to Daddy X, tryin'

wanna give you love
but never knew what it was
if I did I would part the clouds and let the sun shine
hold you tight and appreciate you for being mine

go harder when niggas get rich
Call her my wife for I call her my bitch
She call me daddy I gave her the tip
Did it myself man I ain't get no tips
Wake

hurt
Even though the sun ain't out you
Refuse to take ya shades off
You starin' at the tombstone
Wishin' you could rip the fuckin' name off
Me? I know

Too Many Choices

Bad Azz

Personal Business

2001

yeah

[Chorus: x2]

[Lil' Tip Toe]
I wake up early in the morning everyday, when the sun rise
Just praying for the world to come together before my

old mama was strong daddy folded
Addicted to the crack wish i could've coated it wit some love 
2 older brothers i preciate who gave me the extra shove

Brand new whip, high tinted
Hit 250 on the dashboard
Got baddies droppin' addies
They want me to be they baby daddy
Hop in the whip now the ladies

We got the sticks on us, fuck a drive by bitch we shoot out the bus
I can't fuck with these bitches all I do is fuss
I want the love, fuck the lust,

off ten
Bro got put in a ditch he wasn't shit that nigga got turned into a spliff
Nigga got sent to the sun for playing games cropped him out on sombody

:10
Misunderstood like I took a knee, 
(they)
Misunderstandin guess I'm hard to read,
Put my foot up in they mouth till they taste defeat,
Dats why