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Chci paper, žádnej label, můj shit má super flavour
Jsem fly as fuck, proto flexim

a little bit
Yeah uh

23/7 that's 7 hours of sleep a week
I've been rolling in the deep
Like every other seed that was sowed on concrete
Determined to grow I

Verse. 1

1. Take Off get back yeah I know you seen the impact
2. Get comfortable just sit back we are now boarding all Bizz Class
3. Now the hate is

yeah
Better stand ground for your pager

It's going on and on, and on and on
Going on and on, and on and on

It start like 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8,

be lying
Ran in his trap, only had three ounces
Left a nigga dead by the duplex houses
You a ho nigga wearing skirts and blouses
Trap off vaco's

ever break
Living in a haze as the world goes by
Daydreams are glazed as the birds sore high
And now I'm sure that I know why
Cotton Town

I'm just

Blunt blowing: pistol toting Ass nigga...that's me; elbows: eighty? foes: brand new vogues...that's me (huh).Cadillac doughs, bad hoes, Cali Dro, by

Slide in this bitch super fast,
I just rolled up me an eighth,
A 3.5, 
This shit super gas,
Kendre got smoked by the police,
So please do me a favor,

Apala]
[inaudible]
A miracle, yeah, man

[Qsberg]
I can be super for you, be a Mario 
Like it or not, now you, I go mad at you 
My feeling's real 
No

a minute i hope my dogs eat
Bringing everyone together really not a small feat
Not separated we just super fucking busy now
It feel like 3 different circles

by dem 
Oppblocks trips like where are these 
Yutes and if bro ain't got a yuck then he's taking these 
Teeth like fairies do 
Leaving it bloody like

tires like I'm tryna get high
Moms talk to me like I'm Marty McFly
I can make 'em sing like Mary J. Blige
Little boy, you lookin' up to me like I'm 8'5"

a weakness ima shake out of in
 
total blist addictiveness in total X by the sex. Erotic  prone for the
 
pleasure zone. Boy you just a bad drug.  You like

West Coast, Gulf Coast, East Coast

H-Town M.O.B.

H-Town M.O.B.

cheddar cheese full of scratch
And got them super fly fish tags full of tash
That's how we do it, hustle fluit runnin through my veins
I got soldiers

Lani Worrld, nigga
Huh? Yessir
Super-man punch, I'm bound to fuck up yo' whole bloodline
Going through these bumps in the road, I'ma run and slide

scary
Ride through three times, that show ass like Bloody Mary Deforte bustin' rapidly, his aim on steady
Blazin' hoofers look light, but them niggas real

the one, my bro said there's some truth to that
Making songs at 3 am, my girl not used to that
My love for her everlasting, put that shit on 5
Don't got six

tidings of the same
How that in Bethlehem was born
The Son of God by Name

[Chorus 3]
O tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
Comfort and Joy
O tidings

to this day.
I was a young nigga, like 7th grade.
Fuck it because either way, been in houses w/ Stevie.
Had the bird hot, ran to the bitch house for the 3

and mclovin' it
Gettin' money henny just by acting funny
Kill'em with the dummy punnies comin' at cha buddy
Bloody hella bloody like a Bloody Mary
Don't catch me

two, two, three, jump like a bed ,yuh
Twist up in my cup, you know I'm sippin' on that red, doe
Randy orton, K.O., my bitch from Barbados
Wakin' up, we

Plenty

Guru

Jazzmatazz, Vol. 3: Streetsoul

2000

on her neck 
Nectar from a mason jar 
Seven dollar dress she's 
Super cute, and plenty bad 
Thirty twenty-two thirty-six and a half 
I, hope the dude

The Ella B

The Amazing Rhythm Aces

Ride Again

1997

Missouri
And she takes you down to New Orleans 
And on out to the sea
Well you heard about the good Queen Mary 
Sailing on the seven seas
But you ain't

Sound of the Zeekers @#^**?!

Leaders of the New School

A Future Without a Past...

1991

I got styles
STYLES!
get it honney tell inning to winning
run miles and miles to the speaker
super-propelicker it's the Sound of the Zeekers

OH!