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the pussys exclusive
And I'm known for being illusive
Her panties are filling with juices but she knows im gonna say deuces
Tryna find out what my next move is

Fanta mix it with a deuce of Wock
We got everything for cheap nigga come and shop
I just bought a 50-round and put it in my Glock
All I do is get

like he Adam
Fuck nigha speak up for I pop at yo apple
Must don't know man Lil Yead is a smacker
They ain't know I hide pain with the laughter
He play

band up by the tons
Bad bitch with a attitude acting real rude
Real hair looking like weave swear she got it glued
In the gym five am working on her

go)
You get carved out like a pumpkin, I ain't playing, boy
Took a picture with a fan today we making noise (For real)
Drop a deuce up in my Fanta,

(La Musica de Harry Fraud) 

This that 1970 shoot up your vein flow
Watching Ron O'Neal sniff powder, and push dope 
I'm a Westside nigga, Kobe

out
Dump a Backwood, fill it bud
Pour a deuce, I don't snooze on the mud
Three bitches, I don't know who to love
Niggas snitchin', I don't know who

home
Where we jack niggas, side show yeah I'm dummy out the whip
Smash and flash, busting back at that ass
Selling weed jacking crack ups selling crack

the city by the sea (West)
Windows down
Music blasting
All Eyez On Me (Yeah)
There go a '91 civic
N***a that's 2Three (2Three)
Babygirl just love how we

Went to church for
Worship in energetic bursts unrehearsed
First freestyle was wilin' bout Christ dyin' by
Bein crucified
For the likes of me and mines

drop a deuce
That shit you be rapping is not the truth
I get money cause that's in my DNA
Scrolling my phone tryna see what bitch I'm finna see today

Yeah
Haha
I feel so immaculate in this mf right now
Get me caught up please
Nah nah I'm just joking
(Get him a drink, get him something man, he

to you
Have been crumpled up into a ball
My letters to you
Lit a flame by those who not involved
My letters to you
Got returned to me but written on
My

it's a fire
Give me the light
Every desire
Put you right by my side
I know you're worth it
So I put up with you
But if you ain't perfect
Here is my deuce

'em hold tight like you ziplinin'
I'm top ten rhymin'
I'm goin' up that's the only way im inclinin'
I drop gems, I don't gotta rock big diamonds
I'm not

Ain't no more holdin me down
Been too much rollin around
I been just goin around smoke by the pound
Big hoe, goin down lil door, break it down
Bitch, bout

as a deuce
And this nigga music poo (shit ass nigga)
(And this nigga music poo) yeah, yeah
I ain't wanna have to bully lil' bro
Look up my shirt, yeah a toolie

form
We thought our come up together would take the world by storm
But envious nature revealed a cold heart that fronted warm
All on my doley I

on an open road
Click-clack, blow on an open foe
Shout-out my bro, my cho, my crod
This ain't no stand-up, this ain't a joke
This ain't an act, this shit's

this bitch I'm finna turn up I don't care
I get it anywhere I live cant trust these niggas I wont dare
You think shit sweet it get real sour
Like kanye

of mockers ugh
But his delight is in the law of the Lord
And on his law he meditates day and night
He is like a tree planted by streams of water
Which yields

stirs up beef like it's pan fry
We use to stand by watching feans nod
I can't lie and say trapping is a dream job
Cracks falling out my pocket getting

a Phillie
Not a killer by nature
But dare you to push me
Might make da news
Today if ya looking
Noon, evening, or late night briefing
At large hell naw
I'm

Beep on board
Climber of apples and pears
And consumer of produce
In the local vicinity

Rhymer on a timer
Dealt a deuce,
He spoke up to me
With