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international
Hold my shift-key, all I do is make capital
Holy mackerel, Webby back up on the rappin' tip
And refill the script for the Addys in the cabinet

Ahh Man
Y'all remember Kasher Flow
Yeeaahh
Aye
Hold Onn
Grra Grra
Maan
I been so stressed out, I might just start smoking again
I might just log back

let my chopper, uh-huh (fft, grrt, grah)
Uh, uh, uh

I let my chopper sing, I won't leave the crib without it (uh-uh)
I know she got my back if I

I've had enough
Due dates and worrying if ima catch up
But to catch up
Implies that I'm staring at backs of
People too fake
I'm already privy to that

persuasive and want me to go with her
So I hit that bitch from the back
Put a brand new hole in her
I hit her twice with the nasty
She fall in love when I fall

got stars in my eyes
If you cross the line then I ain't playing it nice
I walk the walk, I talk the talk
Don't need to hear 'bout what ya want
I'm

You better do as what I say and get ready to fight
It's on sight if they rise up on us tonight
I'm in the back talking to god, preparing my life
I'm

head detach
Snap snap when you put me on a track like woo
So take your best shot aye aye
Not the one you wanna cross no no
Time is ticking on your clock

pass it 'cross the table like Ping Pong,
I'm gone,
beatin' my chest like King Kong,
it's on,
wrap my lips around a 40,
and when it comes to get another

if you botherin me ay
Big shogun get tapped out
Watch yo weight nigga ball like Stackhouse
Run when they pull up gon back out
Trustin dem fools gunna

jit
Back when I'm thinking I fell in love by the pond when the car stopped
She did me dirty, made my heart drop
Then it turned into a hard rock
Nigga

I'ma be the nigga, pulling over at the fucking cross road
With my K on my side, I'm ready to ride
And if I gotta go, it'll be a homicide
Me and another

on a nigga
Hand it over or this cobra gets to spitting on a nigga
Take the weight up of him like I just been sitting on the nigga
Then I cross him out, I'm

cross ya mind, just bang my line one time for the one time

Shawty (shawty), call me (call me), if you (if you), want to (oh-ooh)
Do what lovers do

I ain't with that beef shit
Save them problems for your mama
But you diss, trip, cross that line and touch me
It's gone be some drama
Send your

Two houses on the south side (Property)
I bought land motherfucker, meet me outside
I cross the globe slow like a tornado
Fuckin' with the PROF is so

going to head into the city at seven
Before it gets dark, sit, park
I'mma try to stitch parts
Of your split heart back together
Angel with white back

worst though
Parked conversations while I got the music low
You my inner peace whenever I'm in the studio
Different feel as I cross into the county line

stuck in the new
Cultivated, so I’m back to my roots
See you later, lock inside of a Stu
Writing bangers, it be me and my crew
In the basement, I don’t

to cash
Nigga test me I bet he don't pass
I know she gon' fuck so I don't gotta ask
Kill her shit break her back like some glass
Know I'm hard bitch I feel

each one
She has remembered Jesus' words to her 
From the cross  
Now he is your son.  
And she holds it in her heart to mean not only John 
But all

stank
Give a fuck what a bitch gotta
I make hits and fuck chicks like I’m rich dollaz
I love it when she call me big papa
Cross a bitch up and down that’s

I’ll send you back in the morning
Oh shit Then you goin lie telling us you the dopest, Got a bold face 
I’m chilled nigga eating my corn flakes
Damn you

famous we sick
They once gave me shit
And I turned it into flaming hits
Now they want us back at the night club
Drinks on me you know I got you tonight,