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trying throw me under the bus and set me up for a long ride 
30 minute visitation with me lawyer 
Asking how we gonna fight 
Ain't no way I can go now

Mobbin outta LR evil ass bastard
Yeen in the mix don't worry bout the cake
Niggas wanna vape ion know about that shit
Boy sleep on me set fire

California love
T.he H.ate U. G.ave L.ittle I.nfants F.ucked E.verybody
Gotta keep your head up
All eyez on me 
Anticipatin’ the set up 
Getting cake, Duncan

RUBY ROSE - Edited for melody

A Rose by any other name
Wouldn’t be as sweet
As all the sugars in her coffees
And confectionary treats
For such

fold yeah
I'm never gon' give it back
She really gon' throw it back
I told Lil babe give me that
I'm a make it, girl that's fact
Got the throne, in my

tell I'm tough, nigga, just by my stance
I might have to throw a scrap, we throwin' hands
We in the strip club, bitch, we throwin' bands
Okay, like these

First things first
It's your girl IVY
About to set this bitch off
Like my name Boosie
Where my slim thick bitches
Who like to slang that ass
Come

is actually scary cause I
Walked you through that door
Welcome to my home
Throw on some Red Bone
while I'm taking off your clothes
Sloppy from

Ready set go on your mark
There's blood in the water and I spot a shark
Gotta stay lit cause niggas need a spark
Going way high way up, heiarch
I can feel

paying to rent
Kenzo jacket that i throw on the fit
Then i walk out the house (Yeah)
What the fuck is you bout (Yeah)
I put gold in my mouth (Yeah)
When I

she see you or hear you? (She saw me)
From the outside, you can not tell what's inside a black hole
You can throw television sets, diamond rings or even

Niggas want my sauce, they want my flavor
I must be a god by the way that they praise me
Part of the squad, and that's why you hatin
You been a fraud, you

throw them in the train tracks like a kid with braces
Losers, that's what these pricks are
Take my fucking card and shove it up your ass

Fuck

Must be bipolar 

cnd if you at the show
Then throw your phone up 

I get to rappin em 
Back up  
cctivating 
I'm My status up 

They ain't used

ass back
Oh she might snap
Smack her ass tell her that she Strapped
Oh she like that
Diamond set by Tiffany's
She get wett as Venice Beach
Freak in

I don't care ‘bout half of what I said before
Gonna throw that angel on my shoulder out the door
cin't gonna let this moment pass on by
Cause you

rhythm
Should not make up the whole thing
It's time to create a better album
One that doesn't take two years to make somehow

Throw in a solo somewhere

VATs, long prep
Throw in depression, the good cousin
Hearing hits that be bussing from the six by nines like
"To swallow and nothing"
"The perfect

Shakin' that box car looking so fine
Didn't stand a chance I was blinded by the light
And when your engine hit me babe it felt so right
Shakin' shakin'

rhythm
Should not make up the whole thing
It's time to create a better album
One that doesn't take two years to make somehow

Throw in a solo somewhere

First things first
It's your girl IVY
About to set this bitch off
Like my name Boosie
Where my slim thick bitches
Who like to slang that ass
Come

lying, you don't love me lately you been acting funny
So quick to change your mood and you really quick to judge me
I just let em' criticize, it don't

explosives I wanna throw
But I know better
Locked inside my basement with a tinfoil hat
A radio jammer and clutching an aluminum bat
Illuminati on my YouTube

We've got our lifetimes ready to waste
Pick up the pace
And throw your years in with mine
We tend to run while loving the chase
Always a race
Where