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you turn up
"If you give it to me one time I swear omo ko le to mi o
I be confirmed street boy mi o kin se Omo mummy o x2

Lale Oni x2
 I go shaye till

Geeked up in church I need prayer
Nature boy drippy like flair
Someone told you wrong I don't care
Keep it player

Ricky o
Grind em flow
Time to go
Time

was bussing plays
And we don't fuck round with them boys cause they been ran to the jakes
And watch these bullets boot that nigga up send em

Walked in that bih and you know that its us (YE!)
No explanation stop all the russ and the fuss (YUH!)
Walk to the bar and I tell em to
Pour up

his chest wide open
AHA element of Surprise
Get him every time
9thward yaheardme
Trakaddick
We come thru stumping
Desire Von tell em boys i said that

a sadness boy, I did my sadness, damn
But Imma lick her tongue and Imma smoke it all
And then kiss her down
She gon' kiss around then she gon' calls me out
I

and I keep it close to me
Run up boy I make ya see
Throw ya body in the sea
I put yo homeboy down six feet
He was typing like we wasn't gone see
Shooters

i cash out
I call up jahhlu
He sell me some blues
I go tell my girl and she call me a fool
Back on the xans i might pass out
Fuck it im blowing her

Find My Love

Fairground Attraction

Essential Chillout

2010

side of the world!
Call up the radio, give 'em my number,
Tell them to put it out on the air
There must be someone, there must be someone like me

Tell his god he's headed home
Give that boy lovely home
I'm just kidding drag em down to hell and torment his soul
Watch how you talk I been sittin in

now
Talking all that shit but boy you pussy need yo cut it out
Can't believe I let a lame fuck around slut me out
He gone need reviving once he see just

paper
I want that dough
Put the gang on the payroll
Up the chop let that K roll
Catch em shopping shoot the store
Turn that lil boy to a corpse
Trust me

friend
Why don't you just let him in you heart?
He took 'em nails for me and you
It ain't too late boy, I've been praying hard that you will come to

this, smell like the Forbes list
She ain't gettin' no dick, no, unless she gorgeous
We ball so hard, I swear we used to pray 'bout it
Them broke boys

(Whoo! Whoo!)

Start by getting the facts straight
Some learn better the hard way.
Whole lot of stress in a book bag
Young boy carry the hard weight.

Freestyle

Big Boi

Da Bottom, Vol. 7

2006

We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in y'all face

I got too much money, too

but my behaviors the same as a cake
and all of em boys with them rings that go blink
while im tryna talk 'bout blue pussy stink
i might go back and turn

Listen
You see, men do whatever they want. Boys do whatever they can
I wake up in the mornin' like "Fuck it, I think I'ma travel the land!"
All

Punch your dog spray it with mace
Eat the cake open your safe
Fuck boy no you ain't safe
Her pussy tender like steak
Rappers they 'bout to get baked
Flesh

sista

He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge
Struttin' her stuff on the street
She said "Hello, hey Joe. You wanna give it a go?" Oh
Gitcha, Gitcha

hope it'll get sunny 
But I stand by my lyrics 
Because they come deep from my spirit 
And I'm still drinking my spirit
I always forget bout the limit

않고 살아 돌아왔네
you could tellem that i'm hell and back
감히 말도 걸려하지 마 내겐
다 털어 dirt off fuck off
flying mode i don't lift off
turn up
broke boys wanna be like

Let em in
Ain’t know I’m sick, give me medicine
I’m on a roll, chariot
Yo whats good my alien
Hopped out my spaceship, parked on a racist being real

a freezer then
I called the boy by his real name like Vegeta did (Kakarot)
Youngins hatin' 'cause a hoe
I would tell 'em that shit stupid, though they