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shot in the foot
And every since bitch I been traumatize
I know a couple niggas in Baton Rouge
Who look like Fetty Wap
Trynna be a thug and be a gansta

you love feel different

Unlocked a new vault a light at da tunnel of my darkest thoughts

Say she not a nympho but actions be opposite have dis fat

don't really wanna know
Shoot all these rappers and I'm gone
You don't break the code
Never snitchin on the bros
Took the rap game by a storm
Now

I'm still alive cuz Ian care bout bein savage
I'm finna see 18 ain't that ah fuckin dream
You niggas wanna be gansta that's why yall ain't inna scene

do, snitch & name your crew.
They explaining too, fuck, killers pointing fingers.
Gansta ass nigga, just an R n B singer.
Milli wopping nigga, just an R

keep stunting
Be Like you don't want know Peace
Shotgun bang
What these folk know bout Being a killa
Fighting for scrilla
American gansta
Fresh a than

Be Like you don't want know Peace
Shotgun bang
What these folk know bout Being a killa
Fighting for scrilla
American gansta
Fresh a than Willa
Saved by

I'm chosen
Put a ice on the wrist, now it's frozen
Put a knife to the clowns, no more jokin'
I'ma always be a target cause I'm chosen
Cause I'm chosen

Tis the season to be cheesing
I'm grinding like a sleigh until Christmas Eve
Im in a giving spirit since I'm always receiving
I'm Surrounded by my

the heater right by her side

Aiyyo, so what the deal Dogg, tell me
Keep it real Dogg
Niggas seem to the brain, how you feel Dogg?
Nigga I'ma ride, set it up,

be on the way
Call me when you want
Call me when you need
Call me out by your name
I'll be on the way, like

Mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm

Ayy, ayy

to the woolsy fire

Who would've thought that this year at 33
You would've been taken out from under me
After all those years?

Built from the ground up, by

Mrs. Santa Claus

The Oak Ridge Boys

Country Christmas Eve

1995

if you ever think of Mrs. Santa Claus
Sitting by herself on Christmas Eve
Maybe you could write a special Christmas card
To help poor Mrs. Santa

(Hello)
Go get drunk on New Years eve
Some look forward to it (Can anybody hear me)
But I don't change cause
Every day's a holiday
Hey, Cause every days

I was nothing, you were time
Cold, wet, reclining
Deep into dawn I felt your breath
Slither in my ear

You said for a taste
There'd be no fear

Up I

We saw the flicker before it went out
Mommy tried the switch it failed I shout
What will we do?
This can't be true!
The house is in the dark
With our

time is coming
But I don't think I'll be going back this year

Celebrating Christmas by myself
In my car got Elf up on the shelf

Family all together in

I can't believe
Santa brought my baby on Christmas Eve

Let's get warm by the fire light
Inside each others arms
I've got mistletoe hung nice and low

with presents underneath the tree
None of them were even for me
They were all for my sweet pea
She left me on Christmas Eve
Broken hearted by the fire

by Christmas Eve
And if all of their parents could just finally get some sleep

Final Chorus
But they'll be find and dandy Lord it's a hard Caner

or two
Hey lil baby let me spoil you I'm about to pull on through
It's a honor to be here
We don't talk about previous years
Stay in the now we right here

(CHORUS) 
Woke Up Today guess I'm the lucky one
Cause I'm blessed by the best and I made it through 
All this mess and yes I'm 
Feeling great today

too complacent
Be trusted by everyone but trust nobody
You should pick this up quick I learned it from John Gotti
And I heard it through the grapevine

be the gansta walk 

Or is it that we still got more class 
Bumping wet ass pussy 

Cus we love freak bitches so much 
Gagging on this dick 

I'm