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Don't give a fuck if you're usually mad at me thinkin I'll quit is a stupid analogy 
I'm in the zone 
Clearly I'm losing my sanity 
I'm in the zone

Towers
The cowards shot me in the ass
Directly in the trousers

I'm in Tilted Towers and like Austin Powers
I bang everyone for hours
Golden bullet showers

a drive-by, you deserve a face shot
I took the picture boss, not Jewish
Just wonder when I die
How much my pen'll cost (Pentecost)
Find out we track and I'm

Moonwalk dance slurping a McDreamy slushie from the Grey pants
of Bohemian Rhapsodies, whoopsy daisy, my dad's gone whippet
Chitty chitty, kiss kiss, bang

(Playboy make it hit so you know this bitch retarded)
It's Meechy Baby

Every nigga 'round me rob shit, we hit licks together
This ain't my rod,

cause they pay me
IsIt the Gang, can’t help it to bang
The Bxtches go stupid they screaming my name
But I love the rush that shit drive me insane
Passing

happened
I dropped the top and lost my mind but imma still go make it happen
You should know I never ask Im rollin' up and steady trappin
This shit turned me

Mr. Brown

Styles of Beyond

Megadef

the hill
Just glide, close your mouth and open the blinds
Took the wings off a bird and let it float to the side
Say (What?) to hear me callin
Shoutin out my

to the trap
Top fashion killa
Can your girl rock dior
Jeans are vlon
Yeah she bang and she pop
Me i don't know
I'm just rocking my crocs
Back to the topic we

vaginas
We talk a bit rude excuse it’s Wynberg that raised me
I’m going crazy finally persuade me
Time didn’t change me
I’m still a baby
Moms had to raise

Trust ya Ain't no I in Team
Fuck yo sauce I'm the Seasoning
90's Baby O.G. Queen
380 tucked right beside My spleen
Fuck yo draco
223
Cut you down like

bitch
My dick In my hand, nigga suck my dick
Shooting shots at me
But the smoke don't exist
Had to cut up just to cut down
Can't step on my feet put my

on my bigger stash
I see it play by play waiting on that perfect pass
Rushing to the goal line step swift rush fast
It's like the business this music

so frozen
By my wrist you know I'm glowin'
Niggas mad at me
Because my pockets stuffed with' that cake
And they really gon' be mad
My30 stuffed in they

Sasquatch
Same bitch mutha fuckas will prolly fade to the backdrop
The hoes who wouldn't let me buy they drinks
Now taking back shots
That's a few  years down

holes in my shoes
I guess I know what they mean by cold city blues
Ken bagged the stores
Tryin' to get money the best way I know how
How? Me and my

obtain this is arcane,  
rappers ask for the mic like my baby want some ice cream, stop crying, not buying, 
drop jewel & I clock coin, floss gem like I

to diss me"
The baby mama drama that we
Kept inside our kitchen
All her friends was listening
Tryna catch attention
Oh, you so cold, the truth unknown, no

You're fine
You're running circles round my mind
Rocking, rocking, rocking
All night long
I got a thing for you
Made me put down my raps, made me sing for

shorty make me nut whenever i come home 
Uh, uh 
I tell 'em bye-bye disappear ta-da laugh it off ha-ha, yea 
She call me daddy i'm calling her baby ain't

We Can Make It Right

Lil' Romeo

Gametime

2002

much hatin' goin' on, let us young ones be
Only time will tell, I'm just tryin' to be me
I make music for people to bang in the street
First single ?My

lucky to be a guy
Yeah I'm damn lucky to be white
'Cause if I was a black woman then my life would be harder by a 1000 times
We don't want it to be tru

an Understatement
Only way it makes sense
Flow is like the pavement
Hotter than the safepin
Pullin from my dang pen
Boss told me shoot
So I had to let it bang then

back me up

Swear its gone back me up
I can do bad by my lonely
I dont need fake friends or homies 
These niggas faker than press on nails 
I done met