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rockin hard dog
Cant lie she had me screaming out good lord (Cocalm)
Maybe find a nigga bumpin R Kelly
At the chocolate factory eatin strawberries
Loose

increments of forty eight
Cause twenty four ain't enough bitches and dollar signs dance around my mind I'm in love 
Procrastination is self-hate the hour glass

music
People push me to the edge, love for life I lose it
So close to saying screw this but too embarrassed to ask for help
Out of all my friends I’m

a shit
P_DAN came back with the heat
There is nothing you can do to me
I don't wanna fall in love cos bitches are fake and I think I'm real
God damn I feel

they have no fold
My dear please lay your hand on me. You are the nerve by which I fight in every song I sing
Be someone, all I hear is "be someone"

prefer that you show me
Addicted to the paper
Yo it got me going manic
Now that things are taking off
Yo its almost like i planned it
High as fucking hell

Babygirl with all this weight my trap been getting money 
I'm gon' get them chickens I'm gon' flip them by the dozen 
I'm gon' fuck on shawty

come from under the gamblers
Shakin the dice to get a plate at night
Face scruffy, no shaving from all that shaving white
How the fuck are we a-alikes

Me Fascina Champagne 
Yeah
I love Champagne 
It's Jetway
Back in Deuce studio
If I lose they screaming out 
But when I win they never clapping up

licking on her lips I got that Uber by the thumb
You go get your girl friends
I’ma get bout 3 friends
Maybe we can be friends
Only on the weekends
You go

as we do... Because we live in a time when the destruction being caused by our enslavement of animals is threatening the very existence of us, and every

and faultless is this.
To look after orphans and widows in their
distress
and to keep oneself from being polluted
by the world”
James 1:27
“Blessed are those who

still the goat
I could do this in ma sleep
And I sleep a lot
All these rappers all I eat
And I eat a lot
And if you feeling me say R.I.P to 'Left Eye'
If

the bitching, get off of your cycle
Boys keep bitchin get popped in your pie hole
Millis and 40s and rifles
Loaded and ready for all of my rivals

Ima stay high

the club throwing up some ones
She ran up to me and said come gimme some
I love your vibe I feel you are the one
Not my intention but I just played along

We got miles and miles of good farmland
Worked to dust by weary hands
Do you know who sees the fruit of it
Do you know, can you see through that

like sabotaging ancestors
Nil by mouth watch the company you keep

Multiple smiles in disguise but one disturbing style
Clock the pattern that never

Don't be such a little snob
Quit your whining and ***** right off
But before you go
Could you lend me forty bucks or so
I need to sew a hole in this dress

blades would eat you
fast food leaking on the floor, pockets getting dug
had to have heart on top of love 
burning these buds washed with down with malt

Well I ́m from the Midwest I know enough to cut a path around a wood chipper
Be careful of any conversation a man starts by callin' you skipper

bitch that gone slide
How you got love for a nigga you wasn't even in the picture
I was down to my last you wasn't fucking with me
When I get to the top I

like an opp
Whether it's Dirk or the 40 I'm always protected by my pops
Seen niggas with hoop dreams miss their shot 
Seen niggas on the top hit rock

I'll grab her by the pussy
I don't really care of it smell like badussy
Beat that thang up like a snare in that pussy
When I finish woo Ric Flair in

a little snob
Quit your whining and fuck right off
But before you go
Could you lend me forty bucks or so
I need to sew a hole in this dress
I'm so fuckin