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Shawty in the back
She said she workin' on her glutes, yeah 
Ain't by the book,
This how it look,
'Bout a check,
Just check the foots,
Pass this to my

to me
Like shit
Been depressed my whole life
Wanted to die for half of it
I been up the whole night
Wondering why I lack something
Why my heart still

hitting hard its a igloo
Bad bitch walking by I see you
Shout out big slime I B you
You my dog looking hungry I feed you
At the party right now I'm turnt

It's only right I hop on a brent sample with my faiyaz
Your new nigga he not bulletproof I could make him die fast
Avoiding dealing with these

understand if it's not bout the racks
Feelin my self I'm to turnt might make a young nigga spaz
Just sip of bottle of henny by my self I didnt even pass
Took

taught by cuss
Ain't have nothing to offer she ain't want much
I rip it then I spin the block like Beyblade
Cancel my flight and stayed another eight days

Three
Two
One
Perhaps it seems I may have cashed this dream
Jersey lip with a drip like I got Cassius cream
Give a fuck who approve
I don't sell rap

to end in a celly
Pressed bout my muthafuckin celery
Straight up, It's a white with him and a white with me
Doggin' these hoes its only right by ancestry

I truly meant it
Frostbite cutting off my lips at the exit
When you stink of piss and your breath smells like grime
All I can do to pass the time

Life na olosho no oshofree Plenty talk no full basket
Plenty money no be by who hustle pass sef
Na grace of God omoiya mi osima gba tie
Iwo shama grind

It's So

Boss Hogg Outlawz

Boyz-N-Blue

2004

the kitchen, pyrex shifting till it hurt
I watched him grind, fascinated by the cash
Patiently waiting, for my time to mash
Never tagged along, see I had my

gospel, just worship 
Never-mind you know I ain't worth shit 
I ain't gonna do it like that
Yes, I'm an egomaniac 
Half dirt-bag 
Some might say I don't

on you; like Boosie, I been hatch on you
Put gas on you, then a match on you; uncut, no hat on it
Puff puff, I'll pass on it, I'm gone pat it first then

bitches
Zips in the backpack
I'm mistletoe kissing while my vision getting thicker
I'mma mix it with the hash wax
I ain't finna pass that

"Bruh let me have

Instead of selling what he selling taking hits of that.
Yo nigga out of jail now he on the town. Now they labeled him a rat it's finna go down.
They found

prints
On metaphysical plains
In my hands
And too much skin in the game
To do trades or go half
To compensate will cost an arm and a leg
From your whole

need half out it

I'll pull this bitch up on my waist while the room crowded,
Yeah, I'm supposed to do it cause I'm white. Don't you laugh bout it
Baby,

My old thing keeps on callin
He already misses it 
New ting's always tripping
Not used to his girl running it
I can't sit around
And let time pass by

always been down to ride
I know the bullshit we facing get us down sometimes
Just remember when we make it just to pass the time
We gon' look back

out here havin' fun it be smellin' like rose gardens
Half my town stay optimistic, don't twist it, my mind prolific
Go harder with the specifics, I'm

Please don't talk that gangsta shit to me I ain't got nothing for it
And I was chilling watching Paden rope now I want a horse
And need new space in

bands, boy, I'm locked in
Get the rock, pass it to my bro like I'm Stockton
I ain't drop nothin', they just said I'm out of pocket
Yeah and jit, I'm

other guys
They ain't really about it on the other side (ayy, yah)
Gwarn, gyal, bruk your spine
I see you pass fine wine, dutty wine
I know you ain't

and dumb
Half-way retarded on the microphone, son
Nike brand condoms: Just Do It
You better get the fuck outta my
Way before I lose it
That's where my crew