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fuck wit you yeah ....
Cause she aint trippin bout the bad times
She made a vowel that she gone still be mine
And even though sometimes im outta line
She

many men
I be riding around, with the bad guys
But they aint distracting me
No hand outs, everyone act like they was out of reach
Got in some smoke, but

fooled by my IG captions
Ain’t heard of the name that’s Kiz, bad b on the line she catting
Says I got a way with words and she rates my grind cah she know

Woof!

Snoop Dogg

The Best of Snoop Dogg [Clean]

2005

Hell yeah
That was a motherfuckin' trip
The way y'all niggas had the whole world sayin' na, na, na, na
This here the Doggfather, rappin' on this

ZayMigo, ZayTiggy, ZayMigo

I put the bitch on the boat by the shore
100 thousand for my diamond Chuck Norris
I fucked your bitch, when she call

surrounded by bad bitches, baby you the finest
Don't worry about it, it just me and you on Quavo Island
First night, I was styling, I saw you smiling
When I

spliff
Pour few lines for the good times
Bad thing finna ride this dick
We turn up till the sunrise
Hope I don't die this trip
I'm spaceman like spiff
I'm

F*****g around like he tough 
Trying to live what was in his rhymes 
Even in the summer down below the Mason-Dixon line 
It get's brick as Winter time

Everyday I get high, it just help me get by
I can't slip up, I cant trip I'm way too fly
Roll that joint up, roll them thoinks up
Roll that joint up,

Proud Crowd/Pride Cried

Ferron

Shadows on a Dime

1984

to see what it had to do with you and me
But I guess that's like wondering what's a point to a line
There must be something I wanted more than wanting

Hell yeah
That was a motherfuckin' trip
The way y'all niggas had the whole world sayin' na, na, na, na
This here the Doggfather, rappin' on this

I know why they hate for real, they wanna be us
I'm throwin' F's, my C's up, yeah
Nigga get yo cheese up
She ain't never seen no nigga like me, I made

Ayo, striving to succeed, cause he's soaked in pain
Head down in those books timid looking wants to fly away
Abandoned by his family hoping for a new

Put an itty-bitty crick crack in your neck
Big bag that I flex
Bad bitch getting wrecked
Take a stroll through the rec
I don't see you outside
Take

don't get a dime
A real freak with a capital F
When he act right, I feed him, call me a chef
Stand up all my bad bitches
Throw that ass in a circle if you

6 months ago, hoe yo ass wasn't speakin'
Now I see yo face in every bad way stop
Tryin' yo plots since the CD dropped
I went nuts cause I'm like
That

the line
Between the good and the bad
I'm the voice in your head
You never knew that you had
Mmmmm
Cause they come out at night
In a march one by one
You

Excited by money
Soft white bring it to me

Whip work like pasta
Coupe on chicken catchori

Bang my line for da bells
Every drug in here for sale

Yeah he all about the money
That's how we get down
Got a bag ready for me
Every time I come around
Been trapping by the pound
Been trapping by

Popstar back, doubled tracks' income
Streaming hattrick
Raised Ks, easy peasy
Back to Mek, JSON

Why does make trips rhyme on Matrix?
Read between

tight
It don’t even matter these amiris by mike
Slimey young nigga Ima thief in the night
Bad model bitch ride the dick like a bike
I don’t do no dating
I

Bad backing in the S, I gotta shoot back to the F
When it come to knocking heads down
the camp do it the best I'm backed up, I got a head waiting

of mind
And I wish my indiscretions
Had a warning sign but I get by
And that's a lie
But I gotta refuse to let em' know
That on the line in which I ride
I

on the now don’t give a f*** what was
You hit my line I’m picking up
You feeling down I’ll pick you up
You said I won and we ain’t f***
You need some time