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a performer
They read one magazine and wanna think they gettin' warmer
They only getting colder hell, maybe I should throw
A double diamond party in the north

the space for any bad news (Nah)
Drill with the metal like Frederator, go back to the crib and turn on the toons
You feeling the pressure, huh, enough

good, and I'm feelin' so brand new
Guess what? I did it all without you
I'm a comeback kid
Burnin' bright, can't nobody try and dim my light
I ain't never

magazine
Hand me a Magnum 'cause a nigga
'bout to fuck the game up
Catch a stone-cold stunna
Kick you in the chest, Sparta 3hunna
Freaky motherfucker, feel

It was all a dream, but i never knew I would be seen
Eventually I might make the big screen
We rarely had access to magazines
But since a teen in

Dons got murdered even you can get kill
Copper shot pull di trigga yuh head pop like a pill  pop pop pop
Shawty gimme sloppy head say she learned a new

cross me like crucifixions
I’m dropping tracks like a new addiction
So I'on got time for stupid bitches
I rose from the ash like a Moltres
Had go to at my

Yo Pop Pop nigga gun range 
I'm aim it for headshot 
It's a model thing 
I'm the new mother of this new school 
Walking the catwalk show 
Bitch like

Mind" so long (Yuh)
Got me to invent a
New album in this past week (Past week)
On my "Agenda"
Your raps cappin' like the scout (Ha)
And you faker than

try to diss you
Heart broken by a school mate now she's texting that nigga I miss you
We got bigger fish to fry like getting paper cover magazine issue

your hero
We should spend some time like intervals
She posted on the centerfold
I'm on the cover of the magazines
In the mezzanine of the hotel

on magazines
Red carpet step out limousines
Young nigga hottest you ever seen
All eyes when I hit the scene
Niggas really wish they built like me
Ice water come

Cashmere Sweaters in hot weather
Chinchilla fur coat petter this that wild era
Heatin' up, You new to this shit
Niggas hate me, But I'm kinda gettin' used

of magazines, I'm plotting, click and the cockin' of the gun
Got my squad in limousines, I'm thinking I'm droppin' it with a shawty
Light the blunt, takin' it

pretend
I reload a magazine and fire it at all your friends
Nothin in between my goal. The muzzle glowin red
Last thing you ever see, my green helmet
I was

the screws
And they be changing rules the way my shorty chang her moods
I got too many blues for any more bad news
Both my grannies gone
Who the fuck gonna

smoke all on ya block

Brand new water from the jeweler dock

40 blicky with conversion stocks

It's like Maury they run when they see the pops

Quarter

the prequel
Nows niggas kill your brother
Over green, blue
Life continues
Never went to potna grave
To say I miss you
Pretty like a magazine
But I got issues

motion sick
Keep your inner peace but awareness too so you know to act when appropriate
I'm a stand up nigga, need magazine like a comic if I'm supposed

!
Brigadier de l’espace, je t’envoie cette lettre
Je lis tes aventures dans les magazines senso-visuels
Mais ma planète qui m'a vu naître s’est

withstand
I build up my stream
I do it all because
My family needs
I do it so much you would think
To say it is like oh it's the 7 sins
(Yeah uh) magazine

Look at me, drops these things, read the magazines
On your streams, look your screens, on your motoring
Wondering, on the scene, if you catch

!
Brigadier de l’espace, je t’envoie cette lettre
Je lis tes aventures dans les magazines senso-visuels
Mais ma planète qui m'a vu naître s’est

and climb up to her standards
If I’m matching
We be dancing, under the sheets climaxing
She a centre fold
Somethin’ out a Maxim
Magazine I’m gradually