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(When I come through)
Yeah, that boy cap in his rap
(Cap in his rap)
Red flag sit on my lap (Slatt, slatt, bitch)
You don't live that shit, you cap
(Yeah,

and wishin'
A nigga would put
Out a hand and pull a lil' board
All of you suckas is sore
You runnin' a lap and collapse while
I run up the board
I just get so

can change for you one
Slip of the tongue
And the bigger that the chopper
Then the bigger the drum
On my lap is a pistol gripped pump
You a bitch you

anti hero's coy
Such a weak-willed boy
He follows his nose, not his head
So the lap dog finds a mate
And makes his first mistake
She winds up in

of the college
That stick on my lap feel just like a Birkin
She told me she need that
Dick more than oxygen
I need that lean lean lean by the gallon
I know that

with the work in between hands
Ain't the best but it'll have to do
Tap the well when I'm passing through
I went n left the lap n fell back into
Found my

start searching
The shooters gon' track him
Feel like Usain, nigga been doing laps on
I ran it up, it's a whole lot of racks on
That pussy wet
She gon' go

on with
My kid to my arms
I uplift the strong, the hood on my back
My missus on my lap and still I react
I've been dodging the traps
Yes, rap was born where

on the daily
I'm way too geeked, leave earth on the daily
(Ha)
Drink in my lap while I'm slidin' the K
I was in Houston, just slimin' with
It's a big Glock in my

uf dine Lap-Dance Story
Ii de Snapchat Story, hähähä
Well du checksch es noni
Missgeburt ech mach Rapper zo Cash
Ond lah Bonzä loh regnä wie
Die

rob and kill can't find my tracks
But I'm in the back yo bitch on my lap
She cap fo cap
Lyin to yo face so that I can smash her

She dropping her knees

We already won 'cause we ran laps around you

I ain't got no love
For no fake-ass, actin'-ass
Rappin'-ass nigga
I'm a dopeman, trappin'-ass nigga
I

You are the sun for me
Your sacred burning lap
That gives life then destroys
Say, will you catch me in your trap?
I'm melting in your heat
In your

3, Ice cream mngani
Kudliwa iGordons
Masifika ekamereni labantwana sebayi'tripper
Bangishaya nge lap dance
I just want the money
You wont give me money

People show their true colors
Well that's when you draw the line
You can look at me and tell
That I been living fine
Pistol grip, pump on my lap at all

with a lap get a knife in a back
She chewin, she chewin
On my dick like bubble gum
Lungin with the broom stick grip

I pop off you a knock off
Get

mane
Got yo dame on my lap

See me conjure up da dead
I bring em back to da show
Ive lived a hundred fuckin lives
And still ain't ready to go
I bring em

Taking a lap and saying my goodbyes
I'm kissing the cat with a tear in my eyes
All the lights are fading out
I won't be back again

No hard feelings, no

the opp girls can't stop flirtin'
But it weren't workin'
Come get your yat off my lap, twerkin'
Rubbing up her back on my long offspring
I'm an old man,

perforato tutte quante le
Quattro gomme alla macchina
Dolce vita ormai è un tattoo da ribattere
Cara ministra, levati il tutù e facci una lap dance
Rap

Thirty thousand swisher blunts 'cause that
Lap taste good to me

Pasta and linguini, already know it's Sicily
Back to back in Bentleys
Head to toe is

laps around clowns
Who don't rise above under underground
Chi-town representing
We grab the microphone as
The three deadly henchmen
With Snowgoons

nigga
That's just to keep me sane (yeah)
Brand new Glock 23 on my lap
With an FN just to be safe
It ain't no rules in the game we play

Sometimes I wanna

Whatever happens, it'll just happen
I ain't no snitch, I ain't ratting
Definition of a thug
All I want is mines in stacks
Daydreaming with the nine on my lap