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want to lock me up
'Cause I gang bang, smoke weed
Don't give a fuck
I bought my lil Football team a bus
On the grind trynna find time
Lettin' rеal niggas

hospital
You gone shoot or get shot
Seen niggas get robbed by the cousin
Is you gone rob or get got
Big shout out to lil C
Taught me how to scrap out the pot

[DJ Paul talking]
Hypnotize Minds presents
Lil Wyte with Three 6 Mafia

[Chorus]
OOHHHH! It some hoes in here
It must be some players in

just pour a lil pint on my palate
Niggas hoes but that's not how they gon tell it
I had to wake up and I started living with passion
We coming in numbers

perfect
I never met a demon that was worth it (yeah)
They know to book Vor' come with amenities and plenty fees
Your favorite model is not a ten to me, I

in the kitchen
Puttin' pots on the stove
The right pimps get drugs in lil rows
I was only 'bout 10 or 11 years old
I had to get in it fast
It was money

bitch, and get painted
My son damn near got a million, BM steady gettin' in her feelings
Call yo' daddy son if you need him
Fuck 'em by the twos, hoes

down south from the D
Three Six y'all, Twiztid, and ICP

(Chorus 2x)
We be just another crazy clique, doing whatever to get us by
When we pumped up, you

melon (uh)
Left that nigga stank, tell me who gon' rob the bank?
Pull up ridin' in a tank, see my opp you know I crank
Hoes see me, yeah, they faint,

jail
How can I go to jail when I'm by myself and I don't leave no one to tell
And I can have one of my hoes come lick yo whole team And put me on bail

snitchin and sneak dissing
Damn
They like what that nigga Jay be on
On the gram
Uploading 10 strips in his daughter room
Got it out the mud
Lil Nigga ain't

life nigga puttin' in work

(Chorus) 2x
All kinds of cars
Neighborhood superstar
Feared by many and loved by broads

Verse 2: Baby
Neighborhood superstar

Lights out nigga!
Dripped up, hit hoes
Bitch hut, EndZone
Fuck us the bitch known
Lick what? Bitch gone
Wrist froze, big stones
Big gun, split bones

Lil lady you bad as fuck I'm down to risk it all for you (Risk it all for you)
X rated nasty thoughts when I sit and think of you (Sit and think

Dirty B**ch

Three 6 Mafia

Last 2 Walk [Deluxe Edition CD/DVD]

2008

[Repeat: x10]
I ain't gonna make it rain
I ain't gonna bullshit you

[Chorus: x2]
Dirty bitch, a dirty bitch
A dickie dirty bitch, a dirty

Whatever

Baby Bash

Baby Beesh Presents What's Really! Game One

2000

grams and rocks
If anything been scoring from me
It was ten a ki
I let my l'il round hustle
As long as they score for me

[Lac]
Look if I pull up

with a Mac 10
Just got the pack in nigga come tap in
You high as fuck off that Lil ass dab
Pen, unload the clip and the bullets Get clappin Just got

get burned up

(Chorus)2x

Verse 3

Thats me up on the back street in black clothes
See me and Rob burn blocks whoa nigga whoa
We get two choppers from

a lil bitch and she suckin' my knob
He not in class so I'm takin' his job
He ain't about it, he never gon' slide
Double 0
Double 07, this nigga I rob
We

dead folks
You know my eyes nice and low like I make egg rolls, oh

I got them pills, we call 'em illies
I got the wet, I'm water whippin'
I rob his

dollar, I'ma become the plug and run it up
Gram by gram, smoking zip by zip
'Til these hoes know who I is
And when I enter that building I on't show no

I'm back again, reppin' and I got my four ten
Doin' you in when I creeps and spin the bin
Now the heat is on I'm comin' to get'cha
Went through

Handle It

Chris Brown

Heartbreak on a Full Moon

2017

all night

Sh-sh-she just wanna fuck all night, that's alright (Lil Boat, yeah, yeah)
I'ma let her but I would not sweat her by the way
Shawty

no fuck
'Bout these lil' ass hoes
They fuck for the diamonds bitch
You gon' think a rich lil' man like me
Gon' tell you sorry bitch
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