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up your nose and ball out of control
like Tony Montana
house in Atlanta
3-car garage
our ghetto superstars was hard
young niggas touch a mil-ticket

Set up projects for funding
That were done by others when they pushed me aside
Cas haters made it look like
I had a gun in my garage that time
Social

Couple cars in my mama garage
She don't like the way I'm livin', I ain't have a choice
Think that we lyin' in these raps, nigga, you wrong
Got shooters,

get to meet Royce our second kid
Wish it could be back then amid
When you were pregnant and we had a garage full of cars 
And a house full of friends

about ‘em

VERSE 2:

I remember the car meets and street races
Dodging them ghetto birds and police chases

Overcoming the odds, with "The Squadz"

fckin a star
I'm movin official conceal a glock in my car
She wanna make that pssy wetty n pop like a tart
Parked it in tha bih n no I ain't talkin garage

got no doubts (Nigga how you heard)
Heard it by the word of mouth
One, Two, fuck around and get chopped and screwed
Three, Four we kicking down ya door

of cars to put in my garage that end up staying dormant
That’s six lines before this I just rhymed with the word orange
Cause I’m on fucking fire, okay now

the same stare I do
The jazz eyes
The I love you times 2
Billion. I see you having my children
And so on, big house 3 car garage
A happy life in reach not

Two bad broads or two new cars parked in my garage
Pulling out the yard (Skrrt, Skrrt)
Put em in a box like nerds
Riding with these bodies like hearse

touch 10 tickets
20 houses with 20 white picket fences
30-something cars with big ass garages
And two bad Swedish baddies giving me massages

Oh, you like

of my fucking list of dependents?
My fucking daughter must not know
What a garage is reversed Joey's car into
The fucking dishwasher
I'm so proud, my baby

Slaps family
Lyrical skills like
Oh my god
It's a barrage
It's not a mirage
I fit the facade
Straight out the garage
A mental massage
It's a minaj
Me

that's trap
Another one we pulled it in garage too
How that booty moving cruising here so large too
Two compartments, in her garments
Oh so gorgeous, now

When you see me you better look the other way
Double cross me you won't live to see another day
I got seven cars in my garage
A limousine with a TV

esquisite
I just gave y'all 30 bars, my garage got 30 cars
Four, five and sixes

Chorus

the earnings plummet
Swear the world buggin
Keep you 2 9's, flipped off safety like Earl Thomas
Or its curtains cousin
The voter's choice with the golden voice

back
They pulled him out and they drug him up there by a car
And took him over there and put him, hung him up on the maple tree...

That's the story

Wild 'N Tha West

Chico & Coolwadda

Wild 'n tha West

2001

state bear
Dump a flare in the air
Two shot from the glocks
Style I got, karate chop through a concrete block
Chop the tree in the amount for the blunt

On the Grind Homie

Chamillionaire

Mixtape Messiah, Vol. 4

2008

to the garage, pick any car and the room she yells 'which'
Like she was staring at the lady that's on the broom
Can't call it a fleet (why) more like a patone

2 AM, middle class suburban track, heavy eyelids, scratchy throat
I smell burnt metal through the base of the door frame
And hear muffled sounds

to commercial,
try anything man, ->whatever works dude
who said patience is a virtue
I be rich, by end of verse 2
maybe verse 3,  you wan serve me?
never gonna

Heat the gas to ignite that hate
We the by the fireplace
See the ash and revive that pain
Me and Shaggs gon' annihilate
Dilate, we cannibals, famished

Satisfied

J-Live

Journey to the Centre of the Beats

2004

to wake up?
You got it good like hot sex after the break up
Your four car garage it's just more space to take up
You even bought your mom a new whip