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pour up while I drive
My B**** threaten me say she gone leave if I cheat one mo time
I can do this here all by myself, f*ck you if you think I need ya

Bagging up the product made my sale wit a witness
Break her off a piece we making money by the visit
I know that they jelly
I been swimming in confetti
But

(yawk yawk)
Like them woofers
But I'm just trying the chill 
Still got the steal
everybody ain't in the mood I feel (it ain't)
ya chic sit her ass in this

all like a big bitch
Now pass me my big chic
So I can get it lit quick
Using my wits kids
Don't get your bic flicked
By this lyrical wiz kid
Power

Swollen, swollen, swollen man my junk gets swollen, when that really hot chic walks by

Look at what she's wearing, you can see her underwear man, me

to take my Vitamins
Face first
Bare juices in my Sinuses 
I'm blinded by the
Pussy in my Irisis
I love all kinds of woman
No Biases
Cos In life
All I want

Now anything I want
All I gotta do is grab it
Keys to the foreign now I'm Flying in traffic
I never had nothing
So I'm stunting like
My daddy
Riding by

Ebuksofficial
Heeeyeee
I love the things that you do
You put me up in the mood
All for love what i go do
Chasing my dreams
Chasing my revenue
Dem

splash in the Summer
(Drip, splash)
YSL like i be signed to Thugger
(Slatt, slime)
Fly as Hell like a jet on it's jumbo
(Hella fly)
I'm raising Hell like

when you wicked in ways
Hard to to stay sleep when you counting ya days
Fuck is a sheep, I’m one blacker than chic, how I look
Know I’m slick from my

side
 By side in twin jets,  hit the mainland and we spend a check,  we could get sushi if you into that.
 Hit the Great Wall off Percocet hit the Summer

but they twin set we flew side
 By side in twin jets,  hit the mainland and we spend a check,  we could get sushi if you into that.
 Hit the Great Wall

lit"
Pull up on a chic, in a Audi we gone We just might be OUT the mix
When it come to money I be in my zone I slice n dice to make a flip
I remember

"Yeah"

Hop in a Bentley yeah

Come and suck my d*ck

I got sent by my homie

To go f*ck that chic

I got sent with my homie

To go f*ck that b*tch

Am

Don't Come Runnin'

Squad Five-O

Squad Five-O

2002

that ghost
Baby, that's alright by me
Where you sold your soul
Girl, I told you so
Yeah, just don't come runnin' to me

And in the morning, evening,

While I'm killin' em slowly like a carcinogen
So high
Let you know when I land
Phone in my hand but my toes in the sand
Rome to Japan
I'm been known

to put some work in, justify my paycheck
I love the life i live but i'd like to make it greater, yes?
Just bought another beat by Retro
If I got some juice

Heroin chic is back again
Dressed in baggy clothes quoting Morrissey
I feel stupid next to you but you don't seem to care
As we're getting high in

and wake me up with some pussy in the morning
Are you type to wake a nigga up by jumping on it
Let's be honest ain't no need to tell a lie
You like it when

before the second date
In my good suit
Grey Goose
Come thru
Pour a drink mam
You know you that chic if you walk in on my damn hand
I'm great Sam Scott with

real eyes
I may wear specs but my vision ain't blurry
How's her ex in the pic? Man these chics ain't worthy
If she's waffling she's waddling
I ain't got

don’t bring her
Nigga nigga nigga nigga
Wtf you want
Tell me what you need
Now you gonna leave
Gave you the D
Seein what I’m on
All in my phone
Chic you

beer, and a blunt
Pump in the trunk
Goons up the block, rock spot will make it dump
A couple chics that'll leave you slumped 
While you pressing to hump
I

to save 'em
They be out of their lane talking pills and new whips
Rocking right by the light, man I seek the truth in
Every new statement that comes from