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she in her mood (she in her mood, damn)
In the mirror, I'm doin' my dance (like)
And he packin', I know by his pants (grrah)
He a rapper, but don't got

a match
Burn em' up
I don't think you heard enough, fuck it
Let me turn it up
Grab ya bitch, turn her out
Sell her for a couple buds
Put her on a stroll
Bet

don't compete we hustle together just come get this money with me!
I know he gone ride he right by my side he keeps it one hundred with me!
When it got

should I let her know?
A pimp told me if I love her, I should let her go
I sing her praises every time they play this instrumental
'Cause she

Hot Thing

Talib Kweli

Eardrum [Clean]

2007

should I let her know?
A pimp told me if I love her, I should let her go
I sing her praises every time they play this instrumental
'Cause she

Touched

UGK

Ridin' Dirty

1996

talkin' to me like I'm in school
He don't know I hang with killers we'll erase that fool
Wouldn't give a fuck about him but he kin to my son
If you think

PART I - INTRO

[Instrumental]

PART II - SETTING SUN

She is all I ever wanted
She could make me lie
I don't think she's dead or anything, but I

I'm telling my bro's I don't know if I'm hers cause every time I open up I line up getting hurt
Then it's back to same old thing
I drink, I sip, till my

(walk her ass, let's go)
Got more hair all on my sweatsuit, that be that Marni shit (that Marni shit)
Mix green with that purple, I'm trippin', that be

up niggas

Let 'em all in, bet 'em all in
Put me in the jungle, I get us all minks
Don't play with my wave
Know what, let 'em all sink
I don't

lost for words
Infatuated by her beauty
And her wonderful curves
I said, bitch, I'm Dirt McGirt
Fresh out and back on the scene
And don't you ever in

and ketchup
Did this in one take
Bro, I don't ever mess up
I am the best

Put the pedal to the metal
Murder every instrumental
And I'm never gon' let up
Yeah

Amazing

Young Thug

Barter 6

2015

and she know I'm ready to
Bust her, pay her, leave her, fuck her
I don't wait up, hold up, let me check my mail
He broke, he servin' his squad with

Two o three
Where I be
Got problem
Come and buck with me
O to the G
Eight to the five
If y'all ain't on my wave
Then get slayed
Y'all already know

Breathe

Tech N9ne

Anghellic [2003]

2001

results with you often times
Breathe

[Tech N9ne]
Never let a hatin motherfucker see you sweat
Bleed the chest
Don't need regret
I fund
A caper

Gangsta Gangsta

N.W.A

Kool Rap

1988

don't quit
Ren said: "Let's start some shit"
I got a shotgun, and here's the plot
Takin' niggas out with a flurry of buck shots
Boom, boom, boom!

know they suck it and just for a
rock
For a rock?
I know they suck it and just for a rock
And I’m not fucking if I can’t go raw
Grab her by the hair

All she know is social media she don't socialize
She'll stay on her phone this whole entire time
If you wanna be her friend she still thinks it's

roots, let me prove, that
I'm switching from a Glock to a C-Z
Cause I hate the plastic
So if you're stepping to me with that fake shit
Know it's never

live it up
Let these niggas know
I don't give a fuck
Simi automatic on my waist
Fully tuck
Oh! you in my way
Better run or duck
Its Da Winner
Ain't no

you don't answer i hate that, know i fucked up and it's my fault straight facts
Hope you not seeing nobody id hate that
Let me find out that a muhfucka

3 Kings

Dr. Dre

Back to Basics

2013

it feels different

Uh, I only love her if her eyes brown
Play this shit while you play around with my crown
King H-O, y'all should know by now

Big booty bih she got racks on her
Milwaukee fan dat bih make it clap for them bucks
She drop that ass low then she lift that ass up
Put yo hand

or no questions
Don’t know the answers though
I guess the less I know the better
At least that’s what I’ve been told
By Tame Impala, call your Mama
Tell