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Bitch I'm inside
I ain't bout to leave the house
Unless it's money on the table
Then I'm jumpin' off the couch
Got a glock 19
And it came with a beam

nine, better get in line
Wish a nigga wood like the table when it's dinner time
Steady chasin' paper and you hoes can't get it dime
This bitch Devin

the light is real
Since a young kid all I done is dream
God had to make sure there's food on the table just to see me complish my dream
He said young man you

and can't control his hand
Get a body bag cause "mauh" he's a dead man
She was coolin sportin my table 
When the dance was done she like walked back

Liquor pouring in the air
Drugs around being shared
Tons of darts being smoked
Many people high off coke
Girls dancing on the tables
Guys around going

Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is

all now, what you think? now the young boy sitting in the wok house (Whoosh)
How can you say I didn't change? what you mean?
By now would have got your

sound 
Act yourself with someone else 
And make sure yourself ain't by yourself 

Dyin' to get on the dance floor 
Girl what you waiting for? 
Come

find me on a table
Full of vodka and tequila
Surrounded by some bunnies and
It ain't fucking Easter
I'll wake up in the morning with a
Mild case

All it takes is one question
Ask about they table dressing
And hear about they priv' session
Or maybe a lesson
Test it, you'll regret it (uh)

level
Got me serving you now on a dinner table
How do you want it, how does it feel?
The way you lick your lips girl you know I'm diggin this
Your body

Bottles dey pop guys dey puf and getting ready to hit the flour for sure 
Cos really that's what we're here for 
Gat me weed and gin on the table so

Dirty
Dirty Dirty
Feeling dirty like football jerseys
Ash stains got me looking dirty
Doctor said I’ll be dead by thirty
If I keep sipping that dirty

I spotted Miss World too good to be true
But the club was pretty dark and I'd had quite a few
I stagger to her table sipping my brew
But just as I

Biro by the bottle
That I'm sipping on while I'm sitting in some British house of wattle
And daub blood that's flammable
Shit I'm'a focking cannibal
Got

on my table
And the houses is filled with memories of you
Though i try to erase it all, girl you put my heart in trouble
Cause I can't get over the things

Sarah Vaughan
Pull a chair to the very table that bears Solange
You wish your derriére was in the house of Derêon
I gotta tap you on your shoulder like

stopping til you have the life of your dreams
I love you baby girl
I ain't stopping til we cop a house on the greens
It's our dream
Just remain patient

ain't it
Lately I'm thinking it be better if we called it quits
Girl you used to be my rider, you was with the shits
I fought to keep you by my side, you

stayin' low

But not me
They hella jealous tryna stop me

But it's too late
I'm on my way to L.A

Yeah
I can't be stuck in the house
I need to be free

But not me
They hella jealous tryna stop me
But it's too late
I'm on my way to L.A
I can't be stuck in the house I need to be free
Months ago I was

was lit all the time
Wish I could go back, oh why
But cannot, now I realize
Yeah, that bridge by your house
And you told me that I`m perfect, so proud

getting mad and wondering what I’m doing 
Jklm just became my friend after I blocked you again 
Damn Can I just be me. 
These Betty’s by aggy 
I pull up

the man at the roulette table 
Shinning on everything brushing the shoulders off on his purple label
Adrenaline filled, going in for the kill 
This girl