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bitch I’m top call me Danny
Big cheeks by the 2
Sandy
Fanta sippin leanin mix
Candy
(Aye, woo)
Powered it off literally Shut the shit down
No lie
Been

to clean it when I ain't home, yeah
Real talk, who be poppin' like me
Who y'all really wanna hear speak on the topic like me
Tell a bitch we gettin' money,

high for this bullshit
I'm alive when I die, I'll live too shit
It be too lit, I'm that new spit
You want some? I got full clips
Nigga, you think you

people tell the truth
While living lies
Started feeling like the ish was overdone
Words only have value when actions match
Bottled feelings turn to cancer

I told shawty back it up, we having money I gotta stack It up
I don't know what these people thinking hell nah you aint passing us
My time is now I

Batterram

DJ Revolution

Class of 85

2005

gone that when they said it was there
You just shook your head and said, 'I don't care'
(Based out) based out without no doubt
That when they said

mode, till my milli 10 billi
I'm chasing my dreams like dah nigga from Philly
Success is coming I could feel it
Hold it by the wrist so it don't slip away

already said you'll win, stop stressing 'bout when
The Big Bad Wolf knocking like, let me in
But not by the hair of my chinny chin, alright
Faith check,

said her face look like a Cinnabon
Need a fat bitch like Rick Ross walk in that bitch like Teflon Don
Said your barking up the wrong tree
Roll it up

don't really know
Scrambling your mind , oh
When the prize in-front of you 

Make your choice
Is it me or is it for them 
Don't you hurt and don't you

pale, when I catch people
Putting souls for sale
Saying shit on a large scale
But if envy’s willing to prevail
We must just make it expell
So then you

Ayy, don't put that in my vlog
Y'all got me fucked up
(Helluva made this beat, baby)

Yeah, I was just sittin' in the hole like
"How it's lookin' in

You held us down
Yo love came in handy
He was shooting up the vein
Like he was Sosa Sammy
Other son did it too
What a double whammy
But them niggas is

yuh
Aye
Fuckin' on a baddie
She callin' me daddy
Maybe it was Maddie or maybe it was Abby
Sweet as some taffy
She keepin' it classy
Goin to the crib

but I run
I guess I'm scared of what I've become
By myself when I wake in the morning
Used to be part of the gang in the morning
Before you leave me,

there

Admiring her beauty
Somebody walked up
And knocked on her door
She said come on in

Whoever you are
And when the man walked in
It was a tall man

Why did you lose your accent?
It comes out when you're with your old friends
They said you better mask it
Don't want the big city laughing

One

I'd never fuck again
Bitch, don't call my phone, by now I'm tryna fuck your friend
Damn, I miss my dog, pour me up a cup of gin
Make sure that it's

me askin' bout what ten dollars get cha, shit
'Cause I'ma tell ya not a muthafuckin' thing
Where was you when a nigga had his pockets in a sling, boy

Cherry, Cherry

New Power Generation

Exodus

1995

keep it on the down low, the down low 

I was combing her hair 
The day that Wilbur called and cussed her on the phone 
He beat her up real bad

(Gang)
(Gang)
Uh-huh
It's Mad money, bitch
Gang
(Must've forgot who the fuck I was, uh-huh)
(Good job, Sho)
I used to be sleeping on the couch so

Pour me some gin, fill it up
Yeah just put it all in
Popping the bottle ain't no thing
I was gone but now I'm in
Man, I'm just here for the week

show, flowed the timing
Was timeless after all who were bored for the rhyming
It's your spliff like, can I get a moment?
Fire up the engine, driving up

Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping