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these streets ion think u'll survive
You keep on telling lies I don't want u by my side
Ion hang round wit fakes i want the real ones who ride
Keep

stole
I got a dawg who drive a Honda but he push it like a Rolls
Y'all the type get round some real bitches treat em like the bros
I'm the type that

not random you just can't think fast
I make your head spin 'round like a gymnast
I can promise I don't plan on spotting you
You falling flat is very

beat me in my own game, you a fool
I'm posted wit my British homie posted wit' Abdul
You always goin' round sayin' you somethin that you not
That's why

switch or nothing
Might just do whatever the fuck I want and never give a fucking shit or fuck or damn
I give a fuck I'm round the children cussing
If it

gotta get this shit off of my chest
I cannot stop til I'm up at the top I got it down I got it on lock
Tell all the haters to get out my cock Bigger

new
Fuck round, I'm still in the trap, I'm servin chicken too
They askin me what they call the trap, I tell em chicken coop
If 12 comin, you know I'm

'bout this life, so I don't need a tip

Act like a punk, he don't know I'm from uptown
Come round up north, lil' bitch, pipe down
Made it out the blue,

bout, now I'm in love with him
Yeah, now my roof on fire on this brand new coupe
Let me chop the top and flood with them
How they catch your mans ridin'

no, I make it to the top
Nigga, they be fake as fuck, they hoggin with the ball
Every time I had it, boy ithrew them boys lob
Man, this shit ain't feel

ain't no first degree
Catching bodies like an illness, it's a murder spree

Bitch, you should know this is how we roll
Ain't a stripper but I'm at the top

uko isaa unaeza hit my phone 
mali ni loud niko kwa clouds j inawashwa merry go round mali ni loud na haitoi any sound 
hii mali ni safi inaslap mbaya

eyes back, I love it when you bite.
Curl them toes baby, don’t put up a fight,
Hit that sweet spot got you in the pillow screamin’
One more round girl

bitch get to pounding

I want my house on the top of a mountain
That bitch too wet like a motherfucker fountain
I get the money, you get an allowance
I'm

Cruisin' with the top gone, John F. Kennedy
To my niggas lost, gone, I swear I feel your energy
To my niggas not gone, we ballin' for a century
All because

For real though
That money makes the world go round
It's gone take all the breaks
For me to move the crowd
Take a break and do it now
Haters make

clear, my chance is clear
And I drive the boat to strive

My oil with miles stones rounds one's neck
Am prepared to work or fight
In my career, if you have

to call him
She's a pimp, pound town left her walkin' with a limp
Round town takin' money from the simps

Fornication, every man now is a wimp
Can't catch

to girls cum
After round 1 were going for another one
Slim waist and she got a nice back
The way she back it up is the reason why I double back
Nails done

spot a opp, I fuck up his face
Shorty givin' me top I'ma pull on her lace, Ugh, Aye

Ugh, Aye I pull on her lace, Uh, Ay
I touch racks, when? Today
What

government name and you still not Thurl
I aint working shit out only pills I curl
Took 2 ts off the matt now its MA WORLD
Put 2 gs in his lap he on top

ridin' round with that heat
They call me NFL, I ain't runnin' with no cleat
I'm in the booth now, nigga, I can't get no sleep
Rappin' at 16, bitch, I need

I've been, I've been up to somethin'
Like, why they be on my dick
Like a fly, bitch, I be on my shit Old man, bitch, I be with my stick
She want rounds

divas, I got bitches on the side
Puffin smoke, selling dope, at the same damn time nigga
I'm a top dog, I'm looking down
Rolling by the O, we space