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Is your car in your name?
Can I come to your place?
Or is it where your girl stay?
Ain't with them games
I'm off that lil boy shit,
I'm off

so what?
I'm like, bitch, kick rocks, go and hit the hoe bus
Kick rocks in the scat, yeah, we doin' donuts
We gon' wipe your nose, you can see it on my

right to be a lil' pissed off
He picked you up, y'all got in argument, he got his shit off
My energy like, "Get lost," your energy just want peace
I

Surf Swag

Lil Wayne

No Ceilings

2010

nigga, you can ask the nurse
And if you throw it in a bag, I bet I'll snatch her purse
Okay, I spazz, I curse
You last, I'm first
I'm on your ass like

mr. child owners honored to have a rappers smile
Yiffey yup know a bitch that'll stick a nigga up
I don't fuck with her seen ya'll in the club huggin

Stay Strapped

Young Jeezy

Mixtape Maniac

2005

on deck, stay ready for beef
Lil' nigga scared shitless, he can't even sleep (ha-ha)
And you already know what them K's will do
I'll have them pussy nigga

never had a problem getting trim, lil' mama
Your pussy ain't worth per diem
Heavyweight and I ain't gotta stay in no gym
Line 'em up and knock 'em down

call me Lil' Bray, Mr , take your pack
Niggas quick on their feet, cause they really run track
If I see me out, then I'm doublin' back
You gotta be two

to sleep with that bitch
But when she doze off beside me, I slide right back in between
And be like, cum for Freddy Kruger bitch, I live in your dreams
Hey,

Change

Jeremih

Change

to call me Lil' Rock
Skinny big head nigga with a rock
And I ain't talkin' 'bout the hard
Even though my fam used to keep the grams in the socks, damn

Lil' Biddy out here spillin' sauce
$300' for a bape shirt just to wear it once

The last nigga tried to troll, I just put him in a blunt
I'm talkin' like

Yesh Yesh Ya'll

Redman

Muddy Waters

1996

stalk me
Got a big dick in your bitch clit
When I flip this I got more work than a Olympic gymnast
Bust it, I cut the mustard, on any track
Milkier

Yesh Yesh Ya'll

Redman

Muddy Waters

1996

dick in your bitch clit
When I flip this I got more work than a Olympic gymnast
Bust it, I cut the mustard, on any track
Milkier than Similac when I

me Mr. Combs, and I'm nine-digit strong
Niggas hatin' on me but it's not (workin')
When I was nineteen, I walked in the house
And I told my momma

life by the book 
They try but aint like I could
Birds eye view high take a look

They sleep on me now like a California king
Married to the game but i

Curry, how I sleep you then wave good bye
Park this bitch behind your head and put the shells in auto drive
Walkin' with my head down, it's money

Sleep

Three 6 Mafia

Underground, Vol. 3: Kings of Memphis

2000

Scarecrow was me, I was sent from the ceiling 
crossed over the thorn on my venomous tips
Such in the same antisocial by there is no sun 
daily as the right

Now of course I want peace on the streets
But realistically
Paintin' perfect pictures ain't never worked
 my misery was so deep
Couldn't sleep

Now of course I want peace on the streets, but realistically
Paintin' perfect pictures ain't never worked, my misery
Was so deep, couldn't sleep

a couple melodies from Ella's lips
All the things compelling me just seemed to start to melt and drip
Like icicles in April
I miss the old times, I'm talkin

(let's get it, yeah, let's go)
Lil' nigga, he hot as a stove 
Mr. Glock got your bitch on the road
Mr. Glock got your bitch on the go
I see white teeth

Who Be the Bad Mutha

Mr. Lil One

Once in a Decade [Familia]

2006

[Chorus: Mr. Lil One]
Now who be the bad mothafucka
Lil One, comin in stalkin
Now who be the bad mothafucka
Lil One, still shit talkin
[2x]

[Mr. Lil

Grah
10KJoa in this bitch
Stop playin

Grah
Don't run
What? Like
Come here
Bitch, I'm a demon, yeah, I know my worth

I'm Mr. Hop out put him

for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not