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Que made the beat by the way

Rearrange her inside Interior Designer
Justin Timberlake I hit her then it's bye bye
About my paper ima change my name

me take you back
Summer break driving to the lake with my dad
George Strait CD all we had
We played Amarillo by Morning
Until it stopped working

of the internet
You think you're the man
You buying your streams
Your only fan
Check my power level
You're surprised by the scan
Ignore all the power
I hold in my

ya stuck
Ima jus keep flowin, ima keep showin that none of this made up
All these hoes the same, that’s why 27zodeine don’t show em love
You live by

Tunney thinks. " (Justin Woodard, let me hold that beat)

Heavy, heavy drank
Many, many M’s in the bank
I’m too well protected by the gang (Yebo)
Don’t get

Will you ride for me? Slide for me
You know the cliche
I'm praying that you do
If you don't, I don't break
Make you feel like that song by Justin

imma make these words back bend so eh...
You may wanna stretch a bit
Because this yoga flame I spit is sure to get me sued by a few capcom executives

you heathen
I hope you get eaten by some leeches, you heathen
I hope that you drink a pint of bleachy, you heathen
And you wanna smile when you see me

Killer, killer, killer
Hitlist or that Death Note
Autographed by Justin Beiber
The future like HR Giger
Left hollow like Ichigo, Grim Reapers
And Soul

a trigger[01:40.35]Pipe all that shit down, claiming you that fucking nigga[01:42.80]You ain't shit but a bitch, you only hard around your clique[01:45.30]Faggot ass nigga,

BAD BITCH 
Written By: Mariana Velletto, Krunkadelic, Justin Erinn, 
Music By: Blu2th Billy Moss 

Oh she all up in her bag now, she get it
Try

All you sheep follow that washed up loni / she goes by the last name Henry and  first name Bonnie / 
As she’s rolling up hard fucking cruising her bike

Run for Cover

KJ-52

Remixed

and weekends
Check the tomb, you're gonna find a body missing
And that's a reality show you won't find on television but

[Chorus]

By now you know

'd think my henny soda how i sip it by the liter
You won't see no stripes only Rs on my Adidas
My homie in the kitchen he a baker like anita
Fucking on your

Produced by Ghost Green
Hello everybody my name is Ghost Green
Right now it's bout time for you all to know me
Cause I'm in here in the studio

ya stuck
Ima jus keep flowin
Ima keep showin that none of this made up
All these hoes the same, that's why 27zodeine don't show em love
You live by

to act a fool, cause I still count you as a blessing
But bro said fuck the rules, he only fueled by erections
And I ain't always been this dude, I learned

Ayy, O'Mero, you ain't in

Pick me up when I'm down, My cousin know that I been hurtin' since I was little
I kept quiet before this rap shit I done

speakers
Can you feel the fever? I kill and beat the beat up
I'm a real Mc and not another Justin Bieber, Jesus
Face it
My fist of fury rips away your faces

a lot about you by the way you move
Even if I fell off would you play it cool
Young nigga gamed up from the old school
She trying to get chose like

don't f**k with rappers cause they sensitive 
Kusho bhathu manje kukhuzwa mina
E-Limpompo bathi Bari mini
No need for talking when you got the tools 
Only

living with me
It's a lonely place to face you itty bitty kiddies
No room for pity here, don't care if you're pretty dear
Only the witty of the gritty can

Asking where are you now
Like I'm Justin Bieber

You were the shadow to my light
Did you feel us? Another star, you fade away
Afraid our aim is out

don't fuck with rappers cause they sensitive 
Kusho bhathu manje kukhuzwa mina
E-Limpompo bathi Bari mini
No need for talking when you got the tools 
Only