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The way you shake that ass like ho's from Harlem
Reminds me to call ya the same time tommora
'cause baby I'm impressed, by the way you, shake
maintain ya grip for just a little bit
I'd tell you it's all good but that's bullshit
Let's just try to feel good, yeah...know what I'm talkin bout
me, fuck it, buy the
Coke, cook the coke, cut it, blow the bitch before u caught yourself lovin
It--nigga wit a Benz fucking it.
Doesn't it seem odd
soldier
Oh oh, oh oh
My stereo, stereo, stereo soldier
Oh oh, oh oh
All I need is the beat in my feet, let me lose control
Get me loud, get me now, take my
My motto is simply I will not lose (I will not used)
Abide by the block rules, I buy my glocks used
Wit bodies on it, let me know anybody want it?
so troubled
We could never think that much
It should never get this bad
So let the wind blow ya across a big floor
But there's no one around who
euphoria, give me a piece of mind
God is recording this, won't you look in the sky?
Tell him that you got the behavior of your neighbor
Even when
Blow the whistle! Blow the whistle!
BLOW THE WHISTLE! (It's too easy for me)
Blow the whistle!
Hold up, I gotta keep it real
It's gonna take seven
are dancing
At the wrong maw
With the right girl
And the low and mine
And they left the stall
And it's doing time
Ease and let me in
I love
Baby that you'll let me in
Then I'mma make you feel so special girl
(So special girl, So special)
(So special girl, So special)
You got your mind, you
control I'm activatin' your soul
You know, the way the games get controlled, yo
Two years ago, a friend of mine
Told me Alizé and Cristal blows your mind
him
Well I put your body in a bag
Front on me, I'm on ya ass
I bring money to my niggas, that bring death to my enemies
I bring money to my niggas, that
Let me make you mine
Let me take my time
I just wanna see through
Every corner of your mind
It’s a continental riddle
Just to keep you by my
Let me make you mine
Let me take my time
I just wanna see through
Every corner of your mind
It’s a continental riddle
Just to keep you by my
feel the same 'cause you don't let it show (ooh)
People stare and cross the road from me
And jungle drums they all clear the way for me
Can you read
While Kurt kicked on his moped, slings me his colored draws
Painting hung behind me is presented to the whores
By a man who plays his guitar
By the last breath of the four winds that blow
I'll have revenge upon Fortunato
Smile in his face I'll say "come let us go
I've a cask
the whole show, you feel me?
Factions from the other side would love to kill me
Spill three quarts of my blood into the street, let alone the heat
Fuck
and the golf course
Carry the New York Times, shoot a few holes, blow their minds
You're probably wondering by now
Just what this song is all about
What's
me
But tonight Shady's rocka-by baby
You look like you're in another world
But I can read your mind
How can you be so far away lying by my side
You
on her mind
And if Lady Luck gets on my side
We're gonna rock this town alive
I'll let her rough me up
'Til she knocks me out
'Cause she walks like
clock tries to tick out my time
To disgrace, distract, and bother me
And the dirt of gossip blows into my face
And the dust of rumors covers me
But if
straight
When everything ex covered up like pain
Let's pretend it's my first time
So you can really blow my mind
Let's pretend we never met
A good
rock
Get you a saucer the razor go chop
Get you a Glock and invest in a block
Set up ya shop, dare 'em to pop
Fucked by the cop, jacked his ass with
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