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clickin' on you (pa pa pa pa)
Shake you down
You ain't got enough of chicken on you
Have a shooter goin' 21st and Mifflin on you
(Sound of Philly) you

this man (Hell Rell)
Lemme hear a hook on this

Hook
J.R. Writer:
It's kinda hard to doubt that we ain't a slaughterhouse
Dip radio, you're now tuned in

a fact 
A lil bit of everything to be exact
Think party mix chips 
When I call her a snack
And no Sir Mix-A-Lot
Ain't a part of this track
But she got

(AYE)

(WOO!) 

(OKAY OKAY! ) 

(YEAH) 

(WOO!)

(THIS BEAT SO F****G HARD )

(J-LO<3!) 


WHO’S COMMING NEXT B***H IT’S JLOVE YOU KNOW IT

MY TIME

From the South [Assholes Remix]

Trae

Later Dayz

2006

of ice in it
My three-fifty-seven pretty but ain't nothin nice in it
Too many bitches and not enough rubbers
Got so many of my real niggaz under

your life until the time Out
Forever ima vibe out
I need the checks but at the same Time
I need my stripes now
I aint doing this
Just for the kick of it

myself by my own hand only
Try to be this and you ain’t never
Probably do the video games and slaying
Them thangs and probably got
All mechanics in every

I know she knows I mean it isn't new
She's sayin' J's bad, like it ain't you
Lookin' at the past, cuz I love the viewers
Cuz of where I am, don't miss

on yo list
Pretty sure it was Cole, Drake, Larry June, me and Spitta
By the time you hear this, it be, early Yesvember
Wrote this verse on October first

living water, so I lift my cup
And of the Holy Spirit, I can’t get enough
Your love fills me up, so my soul is overflowing
Being led by you, I never know

from years before
All the girls that always take and take
And take a little more cuz I never give enough
Ain't a girl that exists getting my undivided

But simply can't find the route
Government a contribute to the many destitute
'Cause the things they institute only please but a few
Offended by them

Breaking my head
Forever stressed
Over what should and shouldn't be said
To make friends or offend
We are not innocent
Blood on every hand
I'm calling it

the start

Yeah, and it's crazy because I missed so many people on this track
I ain't even have enough time to put all my family
All my real people I love

bitch
Shakin' ass by the front door
Her shit bounce like a bongo
This shit sound like a full breed bronco
Good dope on the way up your nose
I ain't never

hit the club
But I was scrapin' by and I was high
Thought to myself I said what the fuck
I walked in with an evil grin proceeded walkin' over to the bar

to Paimon
Bumpin' "Colors" by J Rock, Weezy, and K Dot
See, I'm a soul survivor like Young Jeezy and Akon
So Heaven can wait, Jay-Z featuring Raekwon

That's it
I've had en-ou-gh
Put your hands up
For the c-i-t-y
Put yah hands up
For your c-I-t-y

City get you, deep, creep, dodging
Hustle past

enough without support to heal with
Feel this, if you're so inclined, walk the fuck away
I ain't gonna stop ya, dafuq ya want me to say
If you're all about

to California and be a forever stoner
By the way, did I mention that I got glaucoma
I'm lying, I just love the smell, the aroma
Gelato, birthday cake, Runtz, sour

about those that want to see you fall

Wake papi up to party, follow the money
We ain't never got to worry
Don't you wanna feel it in your soul
Inequity

I'm in love

I got me a sweet tooth
Baby, what will we do
I got desires, can't be satisfied

It ain't been too long
And girl, we got forever
I didn't

Trapped in your mind, conspiracies
Trapped in your mind, conspiracies. Trapped in your mind, conspiracies
Ain't left the house in weeks. Feel like I'm

ain't true
I've been feeling ill enough to kill a villain, dealing music like it's crack
Think you ill, then I'm penicillin, spilling blood, man this