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my guard down
I think that you see through it
Cus they can't see me inside
I wanna be ya lil' mama baby
But I ain't a baby no more
I hope that you can

wantin' guap and she wantin' me
I'm at the top and you underneath
Nice in the face, A freak in the sheets
I'm gettin' cake, it's callin' on me
I got

Yeah
Let's go
Yo, yo
I'm on they way
I'm on the way up
Y'all fell asleep
Y'all better wake up
Life isn't cheap
I'm tryna cake up
Got me a freak
She

sticks no stress' and get on my level
The weed you smelling you get it from me we sell it a nigga got leverage
Pour me some of that beverage in my bone

should’ve charged my ass with arson by the way I flame the mic, you know it’s Inkyeyed productions and you know the game is tight, hold up, 
Lil bitch, 
Lil

money what’s the key word
Imma give her a lil lesson, imma teacher (skrttttt)
Got it with 300 racks in my pockets
I pull up with stock its I pull up with

to Enoch just cause he produced this song
Still independent like that Lil Boosie song
They accused me of things I could never prove em wrong
Never spoke much

catch a fade wit any nigga/
Like I work for Boosie/
Heard I got beef wit niggas/
Imma pull up inna tank/
Heard imma flex on niggas/
Watch me pull up inna

got a couple lil dimples
And when I hit it no running
N**** what?
What is the word you dig huh?
Fucking your bitch then call her a cunt (Lil Bitch)
That

gotta wait
(DJ Bandz, aw, man)

You's a broke nigga, boy
You want some pussy and some liquor
Got a bad bitch eatin' a bitch pussy
While a bitch

but these mufkas know I'm that (Woooo) 

All the plugs got the pac but they aint know the grade tho (Nah)
Lil Mami had some cake on her I call that girl

his Face
I'm steady running up cake screaming out long live eight you know what it is Okay
What you doing in the field lil bruh tell me what you think

the gate, just to put food on your plate 
Baby I ain't got no cake, baby I ain't smoking on shake 
This young nigga going ape 
You love when I'm poppin your

just to put food on your plate 
Baby I ain't got no cake, baby I ain't smoking on shake 
This young  going ape 
You love when I'm poppin your spinal 
She

My pockets fat
My pants skinny but my pockets fat I got my weight up
Ooh Ooh
I can't wait up it ain't my birthday but my cake up
Ten thousand need

on the kill feed, I just got got by the other team
(But the pussy divine)
Flip and bending her back like some pack that got fronted with no time
(But that nigga

No. 8

Statik Selektah

8

2017

guess you're cheese, all Swiss
Let me squeeze tech got it runnin' like boat, nigga (brr)
White stripes on the fatigue coat
Fear, it got high tops, my

about to spazz on her
Yeah, I'm king and I got a throne
She sitting right by me
Lil ma, on that dragon bone
She put me right to sleep
Yah Yah!
She

cut, I feel like lil boosie
She greatful to be here, she know I’m real choosey
I usually just sign on the boobies & be on my way
Another city, another

Into a man At a early age, lost a lot of friends, that
Shit made me wanna go sin But I got lil' brothers and a couple kin, I

Gotta look after

dad was twenty-two when he ate lil' Debbie
He takes the cake
'Cause she was only fifteen
So how could one not sympathize with her havin' you

bought it
I'm Glad I got a lil cash in my wallet
Remember when I didn't have it
True
It's so close that you can grab it
They gon think you theifin'
Roll up

Cookin' up a storm, piece of cake (cake, cake, cake)
Spittin' out that fire, feel the blaze (feel the blaze)
Takin' over, we don't play by

Let's be honest for a lil bit
You wasn't fuckn wit me before the money
Let's be honest on some real shit
If you hanging with me
We getting money