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Cause life ain't nothing but Chess 
Look 

3k a collection cookin with wesley breeze this  shit is perfection 
I love who I am cuz look up in the mirror

drifting
Then I go make a mix
For that bread selling Jiffy
My connect a bitch, I want more packs
He say he'll get me
He lucky i'oon fuckin rob'em but I'll

war
She my calm when the storm de tough
Say It's me and her
Against the world

Make we rob minds
Gimmie slow whine
Touching up on me
With your soft

Know Im way deep in my zone (In my zone)
Late night, thats when we go out in roam (Out in roam)
Mix da ice, slow it down and now its froze (Leddo it)

Survive The Summer

Iggy Azalea

Survive the Summer

2018

Goliath, David and I slay the bitch
Big body on display and shit
This is just another day and shit
Was down for love, I got played and shit
Cameras

coke
It ain't about money then
People be acting funny
You want to rob the robber robbing hood
Came back for money rest easy now
The world is yours
Im not

fuck and you love how they look 
Just slow down 
Just slow down just slow down 

Nigga Slow down listen to me and burn one 
How many ppl gotta fall for

Pourin' Up

Pimp C

Pimpalation

2006

call it

[Pimp C]
Grippin' grain, switchin' lanes, sellin' cocaine outta' candy thang
Jammin' Lil' Wayne, gotta trunk of bang, 'cause I'ma "Hot Boy",

fresh)... enough
And we gon' mix it slow (Slow)
And you know I'mma mix it right
And I know somebody in here drinking tonight, hey
And I call her

froze
I'm the type of nigga get jealous and rob him out his clothes
By the time you jumped off the porch, I was in the middle of the road
When you got

was suffering
Bought a condo in Buckhead
Like a condom that's scuffed up
I'm the wrong one to fuck with
Love it, they need it
The illest young'un

Pourin' Up [Obscene Blend]

Pimp C

Pimpalation

2006

call it

[Pimp C]
Grippin' grain, switchin' lanes, sellin' cocaine outta' candy thang
Jammin' Lil' Wayne, gotta trunk of bang, 'cause I'ma "Hot Boy",

Von, Von, Von (that hard, BMC)

Young nigga, twenty-six, never had a job (huh?)
They never gave a nigga shit, so I had to rob
I was walkin'

"3rd place is everything
C'mon, I'll show you"

Tight fit, dim lit spot, is where I'm movin to
Sweaty but these slow tracks start soothin you

a Sprite 
Shawty roll the blizzy finna get higher 
Don’t wanna get tired 
A thing you desire 
I’m finna get it by yah 
You ma lil mama
I hit from the back

And Sir Crown why don't you mix in the oldie
The hay'll keep the shit bouncin'
I got the jealous vatos time 'cause I got the hyna'z shoutin over LIl Rob
One

And awfully crazy it's sad
Sometimes it makes A lil mess 
But I won't ever get mad 
My tempers held back in fact 
Mix a lil bit coke with this jack 
Stay away

fucking city it's on top of me
Mix it for the bro yeah that bitch in love with me
Prada in my coupe I'm like baby what Chu bleed
Choppa hit like Keem lil

Shake it! (Shake it)
I told lil' mama to shake it (Shake it)
Don't be scared, just shake it (Shake)
Bad bitch, she love to shake it (Shake it)
Thick

to the maximum want you to understand somethin'-asta
When me say love me say unto another
Watcha them attack each and every vulture
Or do you wants forget that

Nigga's rollin' up some blunts
Mix my opps with the trees
Like, oo
T-Take me as a fiend
'Cause I'm feeling on her body and I love pretty please, like, look

Get Yo Ride On

Mack 10

Ghetto, Gutter & Gangster

2003

pack heat
Got turned out early by them scandalous freaks
Addicted to crime so I stay in the mix
With a love for hoochie chicks and pulling jewelry

Go 2 Sleep

Three 6 Mafia

Word of Mouf

2001

bandages, or heal ya wounds

Nigga I got shotty's and semi's, I love 'dro and Henny
I'm brown and skinny, but I've fucked up so many
I got QP's

Tried rob me ha gave that lil boy a man down 

Aye
Bitch
So why you askin fo ah hand out
Knowin damn well shit ain't free round the trap House
Hunnit for