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It's a lot of n***as I done  blow
You a fan , always do what I do
Dress  my bitch, down n***a, Jimmy Choo

Look My lil' broddie trynna catch me

gon' hit 'em by the rim
I'm on Adderall, I fell in love with how it feel
Gotta keep the tool, I fell in love with how it drill (yeah)
Hot, cut the fan

yeah yeah yeah OKEY! //
lilla mama du får gärna komma och bjuda på en sexig dans, 
det e mer än OKEY! //
OKEY OKEY! e du wannabe Lil' Jon, så OKEY!!! //

hollow squad

She love my music she bump it on stream
You making pennies by using her dream
You really want to give her the D
But you just a lil box on top

a mf villain
Can't chill with nobody, I'm handlin business
Can't chill with nobody
By myself
Hit a lil bitch, I dip, I left
I keep a glock right under my

starin' at my ceilin' fan (I'm starin' at my ceilin' fan)
Voice in my head said, "Quit playin' and just finish it" (like, boy, quit playin' nigga)
One

(Section 8 just straight cooked
This motherfucker up)

I'm still acting like a soldier knowing damn
Well that I'm the biggest member
Tell my fans I'm

genel ev içeri girerim ezerek
İdolü siktir et ve bırak burada fan boy bile pezevenk
Kimine göre bir dahiyim ve caniyim siyahiyim
Yüz hatlarına süratliyim

don't care, I paint the town red (walk on by)
Mm, she the devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel (walk on by)
She put her foot to the pedal
It'll take

lil' bitch got the nipple piercing titties, tryna fuck on my fan in this bitch
I pulled up in that turbocharged nigga, She sucked me with no hands in

me off by the neck
Bell man, ring tone, cell phone I connect, aye
They’ll have to drag me off from my set
Hell rose, ten toes, man what would you

don't care, I paint the town red (walk on by)
Mm, she the devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel (walk on by)
She put her foot to the pedal
It'll take

bych lil jak Jon
V levý ruce drink a v pravý blunt, děvko
To je crunk děvko
Tlak jak tank děvko
Udělej dřep, udělej dva, děvko
Já a mí boys, patří nám

think I need a fan
Lil' bitch said she had the sauce, I tried it out, that shit was bland
Feel like waka flocka, get a nigga touched, ain't using hands

the system
So many homies in the cage I watched fall to victim
Too many homies in the cage I watched fall to victim
I'm thankful for my fans, this rappin'

Beat a bitch back in had that hoe screaming like the fans at a NFL kickoff
Tell lil shawty he'll never be me ain't no rebound bitch that's a rip off
Tell

it on her own she dnt need pimp
She made a hundred grand on her only fans
And she ain't had to show the kitty
Lil momma gifted, she know how to get it

jackpot (crunk jackpot)
Tak zařvi ayy, ayy, ayy
Crunk jackpot

I když už skoro nepiju, dneska bych lil jak Jon
V levý ruce drink a v pravý blunt, děvko

the shower, you might stink (yeah, yeah)
Bitches bad, yeah, they all migrate (uh)
And she said "Lil Uzi so great" (uh, uh)
How you deal with all that hate?

Dancing on the table like lil shorty's got no man
But one look into your dm's and you got a lot of fans
So it's bottles to the face, baby we ain't

yeah
Hol' on I came by yo tab, yeah
Hol' on lil' bitch your a tab, yeah
Now you feel like Peter Pan, yeah
Now I feel like Super Saiyan, yeah
Now we up in

Be Stupid For Challengin, Knock You Out Of Yo Skeleton
You Be Down On The Floor Like A Lil Flip Or A Banner Fan
I Hustle Man, I Hustle A Grand Like

Rude to your parents by John Crawford “JonFX”

Honor your mother, your father 
You will love long
Hard ears pickney na'am rockstone 
Inna Di hot sun

Be Stupid For Challengin, Knock You Out Of Yo Skeleton
You Be Down On The Floor Like A Lil Flip Or A Banner Fan
I Hustle Man, I Hustle A Grand Like