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traffic by the way
Princess 'Rari, watch me speed

Swervin', switch lanes, watch me speed
Ghetto goth shawty brought the weed
Dope Backwoods for my weed
I

the bank, I took a flight I met the met plug way out in Texas
Coped a brick, now I'm in route & I been juggin snow in Memphis
Traffic work from state to state

slowly
Not popping downers no matter the way that it looks (Way that it looks)
Better think twice when you slide with the foot (Slide)
Girl, I'm ready,

I want that view by the sea
Follow me we can take a walk
Air Bnb what's the fee?
Oh no this my spot
If I gotta leave
Got that Tesla in the Parking

Sound Off

Ying Yang Twins

Alley...Return of the Ying Yang Twins

2002

Gettin krunk with a nigga, say this song hit a nigga
I keepin shit simple like a.b.c 
We can muthafucken teach you goddamned birds and bees
If you's

Never Recover

Drake

Drip Harder

2018

Now I see a million, I don't get excited
I might just YSL my shit, the Thugger way
Ain't no real sense in me goin' the other way
Cannot be seen in

by my side
And you got a brand new vibe
I gotta brand new ride
Whenever you come inside, we go your way

You just wanna get by, get by (ándale)

Yeah
Come get this pack
My niggas spray that hoe while we in traffic
I'm poppin' I keep thinkin' bout that static

I can't say my feelings
She seen

the day Murdoc's tropical ghetto
Was raided by pirates
(Not the eye patch king - those modern
Day ones with machine guns and
No sense of flair) murdoc

Playing In Traffic

Broadside

Old Bones

2015

I’m not bitter on the friends that I’ve lost,
just a little confused
by the time it cost.
For you to show your face,
what a disgusting waste.
But are

Ha, B.C. poppin' plan b cuz a condom not for me
And this music better pop off by the time I'm 23
Ha, niggas on a roll, where my money at

All my fans

you see magic
Riding around my side through traffic
Touch money make it do backflips
Your ninja ain't nothing like this he need practice
Baby I'll make

Rappers' Ball

E-40

Gangsta Hip Hop, Vol. 5

1997

the way you players ball
Claimin that your mail is tall
Tell me is it true or false

I put my mack hand down ain't never been asound
I was havin

Yeh I'm on the way
Swerving through traffic
Ignoring the lanes lil bish I'll be there today
She said I'm cocky I roger then copy
Cause I never hear

The way heads turn when we're in traffic
		With you there in that seat looking so fine by me
		When we're together, even I look better
		With you hanging

was him, I got way too excited
Drastic kill, I should be indicted
Burn that drip that I went on a glide with
Now I'm on my G'd up fit looking stylish

on the gas, I don't got time to tuck sleep no kid
Yeah they talk plenty of trash in traffic, way home from that pizza gig
Speaking to Jesus, meet your maker,

The traffic light
Waits for you to tell me the tale of a shattered life, tonight
And I just passed by when you have had the chance to fight
Or would

and forth
Ain't got no time to be sitting in traffic
So I need to go bay to bay on a boat
Reclining the seats and we dine in the sheets
And we going again

On a cocaine cowboy (cowboy)
On a cocaine cowboy (cowboy)

[Verse 1: Akon]
Some stone cold killers
With a pocket full of triggers
Here to terrorize your town boy

intentions for tommrow

The chosen Won granted by the ancestors & the cosmos 

Im so in love with the way I'm flowing im in my zone 

A golden one & Everyday

to fly-fly-fly-fly, from dirty boulevard

I want to fly away
I want to fly
Fly, fly away
I want to fly
Fly-fly away (Fly a-)
fly-fly-fly (-way, ooohhh...)

Aah!!

High grade

I was doing bad I didn't have no cash
I got up on my grind and got up off my ass
In and out this traffic gotta get this bag
Built

Rode all night on that subway car
Fell asleep on the way from the bar
I start to feel like my life is a drag
All wrapped up like a brown paper bag