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Don't got no more songs
I think I just might
shut it all off
Thought when I dropped out
By this time now
I'd have a drop-top with red seating
But I
listening to summer eyes
I was wasting all your time hoping that you'd treat me right
I was caught up on your love I just wanna feel alive
We were chillin' by
If you ever need some love I'ma be by ya
Find a better man treat you like a ten
Treat you like you mean more than them
Take you for a spin
Vibe so zen
blessed
Boy, no stunt double, I'd die by the set, yeah
Got signed up like a nigga protest
If I ain't a pro at it, then a nigga pro effect
Been doing
of affection, if u ain’t living fast
U can fully ask the bitch with no ass, she’d rather be famous instead
She Tryna treat u like da walking dead
(Dead dead
This is Minister Metal Foot, treat a pedal like an earwig
And cook off by applyin' the same logic to the gearshift
Bird off prey circle, serf homes
takin' over it
Better pray that they want to come see your show
That right there gonna be your dough
You fizzin out and we want more
We gon' blow,
see your show
That right there gonna be your dough
You fizzin out and we want more
We gon' blow
Maul away then haul away
The raw decay then y'all
This Is What It's Like
by ODDSLANE from the album Last Night On Cherokee
So this is what it's like to feel in control
So this is what it's like
'bout time that I let your ass know
Y'all deserve the guillotine even more
(Oh, oh) kiss my ass
Treat my balls like it's mistletoe
Fuck class, get cash by
gotta say
I'd say hello and they'd be laughing at me
I'd ask 'em questions that nobody understood
But by the time we got outside my room
I was searching
Tryin' to treat you like one of my family
And I won't be actin' like your man be
I'm the shit lil' mama, just chance me
'Cause you're lookin' at a more
a couple, but ain't shit I got more
D.U.N.S's wear your damn vestes
P 90 rouge's tear you the fuck up
4 pounds hit you the hell down
We next up (we next)
want to be,
You're gonna have to learn pimpology.
Pimpology, a pimp's profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be
worth your while, some say I'm the all time great
(Yo Yo) Well... I treat 'em like fleas on my collar
Pick 'em by the hour, cutie with big D's
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
goodbye
I'll treat you more, I'll treat you more
I'll treat you more like I did before
You got a way to make my bad days good
You don't act the same way
Wish you'd talk more about yourself (Said no one ever)
Treat me to a motel (Said no one ever)
Show me your prison cell (Said no one ever)
Yeah, love
with my paper that cheese a get yo gang swiss'd
Repent for the same sins
Patient but the plane swift
Got Intergalactic thoughts I'm the same pimp, hater
as a
Moral judge? I think you should keep quiet
Can you think of one more corrupt?
Yeah, I'm living in one i'm living in one
I didn't mean to be so fired up
you more
But you'll want the same things
His perfect version of Saturday night
Will be home on the couch
And in bed by nine
When he tells you
player homeboy. That's right.
O-A-K-L-A-N-D:
That's where I rain, top dog MC.
Too Short, baby, on the microphone.
I work more tails. I don't take
everything you need
An ounce of game and the trainin' to make a G
Remember me, as an outcast, outlaw
Another album out, that's what I'm about more
Gettin'
car
Blowing horns like Miles Davis
At the pearly gate, God let me in
Give me a room by Aaliyah with ESPN
I know I got more sins than two lesbians
Been
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