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Bumboclaat
Big up mi g from Spain Town To Ackee Walk
Trick or Treat
Me Glock a bark like
Pitbull after paws
Vamp life me get
Me energy after dark
Batlife we

Wow, what you so mad at now?
Go get yourself a drink let's all get down
Roll some, smoke some, let's blow this pound
Naw some jump off we gonna

ass cheek, we jus met at the end of last week

[Chorus: Luss]
Gone! Fucked up by the end of this song (faded)
I can smell the weed in my bong
Girl my

on by)
Just a walk, just a walk on by (Walk on by)

Can't you see the love we breathe, is nothing more than false
Can't you see
You’re everything I don’t

4x4

Nelly

Bangerz [Clean] [Deluxe Edition]

2013

Round and round and away we go
Round and round and away we go
Four by four and away we go
High not low and away we go
Round and round and away we go

Toby Love
Scott Little, ay
It's that little chico Pitbull
Now let me see you go to work on that strip pole

I love it when you work that, hit

Toby Love
Scott Little, ay
It's that little chico Pitbull
Now let me see you go to work on that strip pole

I love it when you work that, hit

by the stout hoes
I always order animal style at in n out
And I let miss piggy ass bitch give me snout
We could be in the Bahamas and I treat it like

Blood Pressure

Cassidy

Split Personality

2004

again
Then I'll pour some more and start twirlin' then
And might go and get my pipes up by your girl and them
If you a thug, stop girlin' then
If I

X.O.

The Luniz

Original Gangstas

1996

X.O.

[Verse 1:(Numskull)]
I'm broke, you broke, we all broke
So let's take our broke asses to the sto'
And steal another bottle of X.O.
I'm feelin

Pitbull Terrier

Andre Nickatina

Midnight Machine Gun Rhymes And Alibis

2002

raised ya
It was the ultimate caper
And as the year pass I fear we talk about paper

pitbull terrier carries in the area
And he really ain't sharin ya

ya

South With A Gangsta Bitch
We Double Team The Competition And Load The Amunition
So She Can Rock The Cock While I Cock The Glock
Pop, Pop Drive-By

diamonds
We color coordinate
The money and the fame probably wouldn't change shit
Just a couple extra diamonds on my chain and bracelet
Fake tit bitches,

Verse  1 [Spice 1] bailin out the cut wit 2 dime pieces,
keep killas like pitbulls on leashes,
aint no muthafuckin suckas,
nigga my soilders elite,

Dopeman

Machine Gun Kelly

The Land

2016

motherfucker
My homie Tone threw his 45 on the ground
Both got lost and they never get found
Cut through the park stay low, stay low
Hear the pitbulls bark

chain
Engraved with diamonds
You know it's my name
I break the hoe for e'rythang
Just to let you little hoes know
We go hard on a hoe

My cousin Snoop say

They still go to every party, I'm really out here livin
Hmu right when I left askin do I wanna kick it
Hell no, no no, I just scanned my ticket

I'm

fucking new chain
I'm constantly observing prolly serving me a pound
Had to re before these verses smoke a quarter by the hour
We call it glorious purpose

solid as they come

So if you fake, don't get next to me
Smoking on the Zaza, we be rolling
Got a nigga faded
These days can't trust a soul

Cause

crutch
Two hands she need to clutch
Shit too long like a double Dutch
Burn it all, strait to dust
Ill finish it when she had enough
80/20 how we splittin'

I used to laugh when I see dope fiends get beat
Bleedin' all out they head in the middle of the street
Shit, ball fights would go on in the park

These raps are pitbulls sick em having fits to go get em
These metaphor bite you been forbidden by a lyricist
Spitting you don't get it this mind

Become undone, blaze away your pain, guns and blunts for fun
Spark or run
ThirdEye, incarcerated, jaded and starved
Devastated when we parted

I'd do anything to numb the stomach pain
I'd do anything to make it go away

I'd do anything to wake up in another day
I'm a dog a pitbull
I'm