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You niggas ran outta tissue
Mask on like I'm Vega nigga
Pretty boy swag
Cut the nigga head off, keep it in a old bag
You can call that Gucci Gang

by Cupid
Great credit score but I think
This lil' bitch is stupid
Every bitch turned they back on
Me somewhere in the sewage
Just know if I ever go
I'm

murders
Posting pictures on my juug page
And caught 5 sales
I see you in the club with your boys
Where the females?
I think this nigga Gucci sweater fake

try to tongue wrestle me
Wait a minute, pause, life has some flaws, this beat go harder than some Gucci drawers
Really apologize for all the cussin',

Let's go
Hold on
Gotta get ready
Check me out
Ayyy
Yo listen up
Ahhh
Now I got the glow whoa
I had to catch a L to make the W's appear
I'm

Red dot to the stomach imma makem burp
They don't like to see me rather see me on a shirt
I know she a red flag by the way she rock the birks
Always

the fact it's real is so appealing
Cross faded as fuck, don't have to feel our feelings
Surrounded by my boys and we all higher than the ceiling
They my

Virginity lost by a slick talker
I woke up in that new bugatti
I use my bed to fuck sleep why lay
Cuban and gucci link getting capital
I was rocking 2 chains

everyone has a different timing
You have a divine timing
It doesn't matter if yuh all di way inna di back
When it is yuh time, yuh go come up to the front

keep it real but I still keep the movie on
Rappers build community centers and keep the Gucci on 
Loving the same bitch for a decade and leading groupies

from my boy Gump's, (Choo-choo) yeah (Go)
And we just left LA, smokin' exotic strains, yeah
Yeah, yeah, CC, cop 'em by the pairs
Yeah, yeah, just off

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Can You Flow? Instrumental Renditions of Jay-Z's Greatest Hits

2006

they, back out, go 'head, let it out
I fucks with my gat out, bounce and leave a hundred
Making 'em feel, slutted even if they don't want it
It's been

woke up, I'm dead, I bet the highest head
You go to war with us, you gon' be shredded, they gon' spread and shed
Hand signals and all, plus bro

told me go get it
I never was foreign to grind
This lifestyle was all by design
Tell me who got a story like mine
Lord knows if I'm lying I'm frying
It's

walk on marble floors
But take this car here as a gift and go and hit the road
I know they gon change, that's why I go about my business
I don't hang

You're gonna get shot by a white boy in a Nintendo 64 button down
How does that make you feel? 
That's gotta be a fucking blow to your ego you shit head

We on the radio nigga
Your girl wanna blow me now
Getting more head than a 30 on a 40 cal
Turn the radio down I'm tryna hear
If this tree is loud

bulls*t like Picachoo
Haters go to great extents
Just to get a peak at you
And what it do
Make a ni**a look more b*tch than Blue from Blue's Clues
You lose

got time to talk to me alright alright by Imma bye

She wanna fuck with a magic nigga I told her come see me down in Orlando don’t pay for flights cause

many times GOD got to show
I know you are rich but the people poor
What will you do to help them grow
Oooweee
Look at me
I got Louis V
Gucci
Head to feet

these Playas play
Everyday I'm getting paid
Yeah
The only thing that I dread
Is to be without bread
I dont let thoughts of procrastination
Into my head

was born to spend my life on the road so sorry girl i gotta go
Get the bread
with the gang with this shit in my head
Turn my feelings to physical checks

fine, i jus gotta make her mine

Lil baby so fine got my head gone, she hmu soon as her man gone
Don't care wat I'm doin im otw, she answer da do wit no

In my pants reminds her of jail 
Looking out the window at my 6-4
In only Gucci slides do I answer my door
And I'll be the first to let a Jehovah know