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a shit in they yard
And my dick stay hard, when I see Lizzo on the internet
(Here it is, another BBL)
My dick get little on the internet
My intellect

Know a nigga carry that Drake, Take Care
Smuggle for me, shit get off, cartel
Live it up, surround by the right guys
She love the views of the high rise

out they neck I pull up with the beam
I'm in this Lil bitch mouth like some Listerine
Hit a nigga dreads make him bald like Mr. Clean
You ain't ever hit

Like
Why you wanna treat me so bad
Tell me why you so mad
I don't do nothing but stay in the lab
Love money like Mr. Krabs
Gold digger should've

Ooh, Mr. Todd
I'm so happy
I could eat you up, I really could
You know what I'd like to do, Mr. Todd?
What I dream
If the business stays

stay lowkey theyll still do it to u 

When i get them m&ms im actin boujee on bitches dont act like i knew u

They see a nigga gettin paid now they

born in 2002 with nothing lose
And few screws loose
I stay silent,just like beat did
I'm going off the deep end
I was hustling while niggas creeping
In

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Smokin' it by the pound
I'm rollin' nun but dat gnas
I'm stayin' high off the ground
That shit got me high as hi-zell
Smokin' it

'm 1K,
Stay out the streets, go to church on Sunday
Know I come through, swing a brooms like lunch

Lady High note, Mariah Carey singin' this chop ring

to those of Lil' Rob
Is there anything you'd like to say to them player-haters?
And if so, what would it be?

[Mr. Shadow]
Man I gotta give it up to those

the harlem shake, they like
"look Lil Twist you 'mazin now"
Then I hit the back space and now Lil Twist erasin' ya
Nah, I'm just show-casin' ya
If a test

to the water
But don't mean there taste it

I wanna smoke till I'm high
I wanna smoke till I'm high
I wanna smoke
I wanna smoke
I wanna smoke till I'm high

I

I Luv Dem Strippers

Nicki Minaj

Based on a T.R.U. Story

2012

them strippers (yeah)
Yeah, I love them strippers (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, I love them strippers (yeah)
In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine

them strippers (yeah)
Yeah, I love them strippers (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, I love them strippers (yeah)
In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine

stay with them savages you know
And I got this boujee bitch I turned her to a freak hoe

And I got this white bitch by me she keep sniffing that coke

You can see in my eyes 
I don't play with mine
You can stay the night
Baby if you play it right
Don't be saying names
Unless you saying mine
You can

Yeah
Mr Mr can't touch me
Winter winter and something
Pavin a way for my name in the game
Hatin the blame but I can't stay away
Blister blister

out I might call up Nick Can
You said that lil cheap shit did not get you high I bet you this nick can
I know a nigga that love puffin Hyde's do

the others look lamer
So before you box me in with the other no-namers
Just know I'll bust the top off of every container
I been talking the flex
Since Lil Nas

Bad, yeah, bad lil' No more Mr. Nice Guy
Bad, V for Vendetta Bad lil
Bad lil' bitch with a bun Bad, bad lil
Poppin' on her lips with the gum Bad, bad

what I’ve learned in this business
you just never know…

[Lil’ Kim]
Shut the f-ck up

Who the f-ck want war
FedEx beef straight to your front door
It’ll

Drop a lil' deuce in my juice
And I groove
I'm in Canadian goose feeling
Fly as the fuck
Rolling up pressure
I'm high as the fuck
I'm moving slow mo

' five to a ten, what you know about that?
I'm copping two 28's, break it by zip and that shit get you high like cadet
They trying to catch up to the kid

low
I do a verse, you know my prices ain't, low
Lil' momma know I like my kisses down low

I'm Lil Bibby, Mr. Everything-For-The-Low
Mr