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side girl I can't let you go
You've been running on my mind every second the wind blows
And I don't want to fight cause I love you and you know
I can put

that we do work.

[Suave Lover]
Can I break it down to the bone to the core
Without a loud yell or a thunderous roar
Still you get wrecked by

with God
How we still getting by
Count the backend at the backdoor, it's regular
Blow her back in and get to laughing when she standing up
Crack a bitch

stepping
Ready to blow not talking Johnny Depp yup
Worried bout yo girl she already crept yup
Keep sleeping now you done already slept yup
Keep sleeping now

(Ayy yeah) 
Yeah
They gonna phone it in
Kill 'em all in a swing 
I'm only taking wins
Blow 'em away, the wind 
Why do you pretend
Many snakes in

a different story will you really ride for me
Guess  I'll gone die for you  since Jesus die for me
That Nigga wasn't my Brody you the devil I was  holy
In

block on me
I just spin that bitch and tell lil JJ up the glock on em

Finna pull up with the pack and blow O's
I'm moving packs to put bands on my toes

that I blow, get your average woman horny, punks keep a distance, don't run upon me
Old fashioned, old school, got rules I abide, fiddle with

quiet in the halls, but I hear echoing off the walls.
The rumors of Johnny's mystery
'Cause I'm looking through the yearbook then I find that empty space

Brain’s torn by my thunderstorm 
Now you’ve gone haywire 
Admire , this is fire 

Racing the wind that’s a waste man
It’s a Disgrace for the race you can’t

gangsta, but I'm a gentlemen
Open up the car doe, just ta let'cha in
Feel the wind blow, hand out the window
Pulling up on Browning Street, bae like, like

homicide, unidentified when we blow you get left with the wind
It's gone be his last time seeing out his eyes
And that's if he can see through the tints, huh?

eye closed
Blind leading the Blind into deepest holes
They still tryna Blow like Johnny and Penelope
To focused on my future while these witches use

they won't 

stop it

Though it's just my dad's mum and la mama de la mama'

Played your mum my album and she's like "T come on
 
by!"

And I'll come

for no groupie hoe
Ice on Johnny dang, flawless diamonds hitting this shit for to show
Gucci store, was bout to by some drip but I cash out on dope
Fuck

That kitty too good, I just might cash out a Benz
Yeah
I just might Louis the bag for her and her friends
Yeah
Say she want love for the night, but its

Walking slow called you Granny
You ugly like your pantys
Swerving in my Cherokee
Four by Four Laredo
I will go and be so fun
Like the Lands to that meadow

call me up, you need it? yeah
You Never had no nigga fuck you like that and you feining yeah
Check me out nigga, I did 25k off like three albums by

superb's talking shit
Back to the future when Biff crashed in manure
Great Scott!  Think you got the tie that binds- frayed knot
Working overtime to blow

The Club

Kid Capri

The Piece Maker

2000

stress nuttin
Bought your album, that's how I broke the eject button
Don't stress dudes, we just plot our next move
Make niggas look stupid like joggin

your dad's nut
And looking back
I wish he'd never fucked with that fat slut
You pre-cum baby johnny Come Lately
Holler at my homie Duke if you
Want

we make now, let the facts show later as we wait now 

It’s the nights I would kill for, it’s the days that we live for, but for now we get by, with

James Naismith.
Mistake you fail, stray for help but my album sales won't weaken.
Passed you up, cash is vast enough to make what i've saved increased

Minus the L's he'd take
(Haha)
I'm like Danny boy
Might cause an earthquake
Or, I'm like Johnny Cash
Cause I got blues
Hey, also by the way
I heard 'yo