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more, this can't be us Chill dog Second oldest born, from Michelle brown my mother Hell bound, grew with two sisters and one brother Pop wasn't
away It's safe to say You're better off Making a way Pop Pop one Pop two Bottles in my section Pop a pussy nigga no question Yeah pop one Pop two Bottles
mystery .. (2X) [Sadat X] Who is the Mystery God, have you seen him? You can keep searchin for a trillion years Keep spreadin dates but he
the kid uPerseverance Joke with her like kid will have to be smart to know to spell it To tell the truth I myself had to double check Cos next you know here
Late night tipi haeres Let's go You know who's next to explode Get low This is for my breathers in the kitchen making dough Do the mahi get the treats
on the lake. We give our hearts to those who break it, I guess we're loving by mistake. And I know that's it hurting you because it's hurting me knowing that we
next? Tarantino hit me with the pack text You dont know me baby getcha facts checked Get it on my own i cant be average Oh donnie boi we love you when
give and I go, pass to my bro then I hit the road I-I do not fuck with you hoes, could only trust you as far as I throw And I aint play QB so that shit
I'm so ill Chris if you Will Smack this beat on a bald head Feeling fabulously splendid off of juice Quite provocatively persuasive in its use I may
of em Drugs or money next to em Get it by the kilo gram Yeah you know we sell it by the kilogram Pussys tryna be my friend But I don’t like a friend Ain’t
the password snuck the log in Had to thank the Lord I became a star, Chris Pratt How you really tryna scrap this just rap Swear to God you don't know who got
and hit the next button take the bullshit to the next bitch Fresh out of fucks you don't want to test this hard not life life's so hard I got my guard up
Z-U-L-U the nation here to tell you Be careful of the media and what they tryna sell you I'm tryna sell too, have a million followers But never sell out
burns, A brown tint glides, not turning yet to black, And the clean white expires. The two heads now became one, And two figures blended in one form
to get next to you But I just don't care cause I want you bad yeah I want you Got that something, something about your way Makes me feel like I'm in Outer
. It's riding to you. Here it comes on two brown legs.
It was always you In the back of my mind It was always i Who was trying to find What heaven there was behind those dark brown eyes I was talking
you and a jolly wassail There was an old man and he had an old brown cow And how for to keep her he did not know how He built up a barn for to keep his
you right Man: Right Salt: Word up, I want to see you, what's up Man: I'm ok, I'm chillin' What we gon' do By yourself Salt: Yeah Man: What you up
I'm in the clash with my crew Eglinton Avenue Yeah, they got one gun in But we got in two I bet If you knew what I knew Yeah, you'd have yours in
and my words break loose Next to you, out in my fancy boots, sipping on something for two, lean in and askin' if you- wanna kiss me girl, and I kiss you
Woke up I wiped the sleepers from my eye Looked up to see ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? ??? too Up in the ??? ??? ??? with you They call themselves
shot Till' you get your money up you can keep ur thots (Thots) Bank bank bank Y2k my fucking slang (Y2k) Crimson on my back yeah you know we gone make
can hear you scream, Cuz it's a sound proof room. I'm done, get the fuck out, send in number two! Repeat chorus What's my name? MC. and what do I do?
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