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What a Feeling

Collie Buddz

Collie Buddz [Bonus Track]

2007

from your head to shoes

Sassy attitude, popping like a firecracker
You'll be a nice night rider for a paper stack, (yeah, yeah)
Lil' mama let's

Don't Hate the Player

Too Short

You Nasty

2000

an attitude
It really ain't got nothin' to do witchu
I'ma fuck her, anytime I want to
Like a dog, I'ma climb up on her
She don't sweat me bout my other

my time i ain’t fucking with you ima let you know 
(I am)
She think dat I’m crazy only thing I’m crazy bout is Cho 
Think this shit a game sorry baby I

the traction
Thirty five a p I'm taxing, fire bullets sing like the Jackson's
Put her in a lock she on my dick like she steady latching
Fein came to me want

Brownie Points

E-40

Charlie Hustle: The Blueprint of a Self-Made Millionaire

1999

be fuckin' all kind of women

That's be are P, blade, run or pimpin'
Once upon a time there was this guy named Dane
Tried to fuck my bitch, but he

line, getting paid every second don't fuck with my time, I remember working nine to five just get by

Talking bout it cost to be the boss, well I'm

steady fiendin', just keep on believin'
That I'll be the leader
Do this for a reason, do this for a purpose

run out of gas, go get pumped up
I'm gonna be here by and by

Pass them pasteboards for me to shuffle
Everytime before you deal, let me ripple
Anything

Cause I'll be back
And smash it 
Like space invaders
You're real cute
With attitude to boot
How bout u scoot
And let trippy just shoot the poot 
I'll fill

Pillz

Gucci Mane

Gucci Classics

2017

let you see my seats
We've been rolling rolling rolling we ain't slept in weeks

Is you rolling 
Bitch I might be 
Girl he geeked up 
Bitch I

what you're stealin'
Your open-wound style needed some healin'
You're stripped out by my flow
I'm glad you know behind
This spark I got the
Phattest

be life
All these big cameras and fancy lights
Man, this must be a mistake (why?)
Just yesterday my mother cuttin' the cake
On my 10th birthday she

I'm way too hot to quit
I'm way too hot to stop
I just can't miss, let me pop my shit
Got a crush on yo hoe and I bet I could hit
I split this bitch

right
Go and get you some, go and show 'em something, this a new thang
Yeah, I let my nuts hang (yeah)
Knock your top off with LeBron or Dwyane Wade

Make the Music With Your Mouth, Biz

Kday

Original Mixmasters, Vol. 1: Often Imitated

1997

in the mood, just go with the flow
And I can play rapping records and all disco
Like "Beat It," "Billie Jean," by Michael Jackson
Or the Treacherous

attitude
God Damn
Don't you dare let the goodbyes turn you heartless
Don't fade
I've let my fear grow to darkness
Ya, you hold me, we got this
Ya, we got

And be protected by No Limit tanks, soldiers with K's and hand grenades

Could you recall a soulja that used to be crawlin'
Now I'm ballin', don't plan

will be cooking like your mama's stew

I say:
Hey all you people,
(sorry?)
my name is mr. smalls
(I didn't hear that!)
and some of the girls are saying
I

issa a problem we can go around it
Yo mama like miss Jackson I’m so sorry
Can you be my baby girl my ride or die
Mmmm yeh
My ride or die, shorty got me

QPs
How You Goin’ Touch Me & I Ain’t Local Brah
Take What, Rob Who, Boy Don’t Be Stupid
Don’t Let My Looks Fool Ya, I Was Bred By Shooters
I Was Outer

all this scrap
Ain't no Jackson five, I don't really need you back
Feel like there's a catch
I keep my business, I don't walk around it
Heard to may

started prayin', livin' proof that God still exists
My life gotta be a nightmare, where I'm from, all the monsters are killed
It ain't no Casablanca, it's

No Matter

Prime

Lyricist Lounge, Vol. 1

1998

solution, returnin to this thought

No matter how loud I pray, God don't hear a sound
That's why I put my joint to the sky, let off a round
Cause can't no

Our loves like a parachute
Flying high in the sky
Drifting far from the latitude
Falling on to my side
And days, those days are going by
There's