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Prada my designer prolly black owned
Only in the streets to get some change and bring it back home

Let me talk my shit
White chalk adlibs
This

Niggas know I don't hard and they slop
Playing this bitch, going down like its Job
I fall off day, I'll be back up tomma
Me and Slimm Reaper like Lil Quill

and trapping is a pit stop or sub genre
Listen to the fans let em all warn ya
About the lessons of Rob Co you know he'll learn ya
Out I might turn you when you

away unscathed
Run
Here we go back into fields of blood
Taking out the fallen heroes
We're bringing back the sea
Oh the humanity
Bringing down all

can't wait to touch it
Poolside got drank and we leaning now
Texaco chiefing smoke by the ounce

I 'po my drank in a Faygo cream soda
Big bro told me keep

So Sophisticated

Rick Ross

God Forgives, I Don't

2012

going hard, run it back just like it's Walter Payton
The game's sweet, gave all my niggas an occupation (Ugh)
We so sophisticated (Ugh)
Shit so

the Lord for bringing the sun
And I pray that hell forgive me for the things that I done
I believe but these other dudes believe in the gun
Niggas will rob

up you get checked and get smacked down
Whole crew fake y'all wrestles smackdown
80's flow bitch i'm bringing it back round
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She wanna

Yeah, TFSUP baby
It's a marathon, not a sprint

You gotta watch and learn, sit back, pay attention
Teach how to lay the groundwork
Really keep goin',

bitch is a freak
And I hit Lil Zy, you know I gotta keep it P
And I'm tryna fuck lil key in the back of that V

Like a rock ya boat, im finna fuck her

4 Your Eyez Only

J. Cole

4 Your Eyez Only

2016

back, family dressed in black
Plus it's hot now, the cops outside, it's hard to flip a pack
And my daughter gotta eat
Her mama be stressing me like I

It's H***

Field Mob

From tha Roota to tha Toota

2002

and rob reefer, it medicated my mind
Fuck the World, we cried
My mamma died in 92 so crazy, what the fuck to do?
Daddy smokin' hard, and I know one day it

She be playing games I see
Shawty too hot
Yeah she bringing the heat
When she walking around
With that tight shit
Lil mama hold on
Got me feeling so

smoke that you puffing ain't really it little homie
We'll have you running we gunning
And let me tell you lil' pussy we aint aiming for feet
Have your

Bitches be dancing clapping the cheeks
I just be sliding and dropping the meat
Fuck what you mean I’m bringing the heat
Fuck with lil cake you know

back & better pretty lil freak suck me up wherever only gone swallow yup I let her kiss on her neck the box get wetter 
(Oh baby) I'm the man of this

(smoke)
Ayy, that's Lil Top, man (bet, it's up and it's stuck with me)
Slimeto, huh
I'm back off in this bitch (bust wit' me, bust)
Ayy, this for all my

wait til i drop
(Yeah Yeah)
Ok I'm back in this bitch
Know it's done been a lil minute
Counting and stacking that paper
Nigga ain't never gone finish
My

a lil too familiar huh
No more fears
No more expectations
We living life at God's pace
Taking it day by day
Trusting
With nothing but patience
It's in

(anooo ther)
One like me
I am an extinct
What is a G today
Don't mind me
Cause lil ole me
Is throwing out G's today
Back to the seat that you slumped down

Are you getting tired of hanging around here?
Is it bringing you down?
We've been talking about how we get enough here
If we got out of town

Call Me

Too Short

Booty Call [Clean]

1997

know what Short Dawg and Lil' Kim can do
Imagination is a understatement
Anything you can think of we could make it
Big money hit records
Watch us

couches, ounces, by the fountain
On James all night man, it’s going down

Sacked up, band up 
Vic higher than a truck
30 in the 40, 
Try to rob, 
I’ll cock

This that dope for the hood right here
Lil' bit of mud in my cup right there
Princess cuts for my girl right here
You meet her and my girl right here