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Counting a hundred g's
No you can't lay in my bed
To busy stacking my bread 

And no
Get the fuck away from me
When it comes down to it you ain't gone be

lied yet (nigga, what you mean?)
I'ma go all in if it's 'bout that cash, I'ma chase that bag, I'ma get this cheese (that's right)
Low price if we

Luxury Tax

Lil Wayne

Down South Slangin, Vol. 49

2008

feeling like I hid
Three point two but I just did it for the kids
More guns than a pawn shop,
Got my whole arm rocked.
Keep the seven sexty double

Luxury Tax

Lil Wayne

Street Certified, Vol. 2

2008

feeling like I hid
Three point two but I just did it for the kids
More guns than a pawn shop,
Got my whole arm rocked.
Keep the seven sexty double

on that ground it’s fertile
Water gang wet by the beach no Myrtle
We baptizing souls in the sea like a turtle
You said you ain’t tryin’ ta hear it, I heard

Bringing that fire
Came with the riders
My ride or diers
Sinners and liars
Sick as a virus
Sound off the sirens
I been demonic
Keeping it honest
Light up

it

I hop out, shot fire, Clayco been down
Hundred rounds, stand down
This the G south, we don't play around
I come around they don't say shit
Moment

I’m as, real as they come, my feelings get numb
Don’t pick these calls enjoy my years while I’m young
Mean every single word that ever come off my

levitate
Ciroc by the bot', dutches by the box
Drinks by the liter
I'm just livin' 'til I stop

I gotta get it, get it, get it
I gotta get it, man
Once I get

see it some more
I'm centerfold at my Sinner's Door
Uh
I've kept myself from the feelings door
Uh
I've felt a lot but I could give you more
Uh
I've felt

For me it can get messy
I'm catching fits
Don't come near me 
Aye please don't touch me
If one more second go by
Then it can get ugly 
I wish it was

sad the drama
You causing
Might break you

Been too ez to impress
It got me feeling less
Interject
Spent the check
And I ain't in her yet
It's a flex

by bronem
Shh got shh tryna shot and he ain't come back
He just online moaning
It really is liars down, any L man took
Man own it shh got shh point

Rockstar Status
Pick up the phone
Its feeling like my moment
Im trying to get in tune with it
And lately I been contemplating
And feeling all alone

Let's Go Dancin' (Ooh, la, la, La) [Live]

Kool & the Gang

Back 2 Back

2004

The world is yours for dancin', yeah
The music makes for a little romancin'

I heard her say, “Get, get your dancin' shoes”
“It's anyone's party”
Come

of a straight killa

Raised by a strong woman, I'll ride for my homies
So, can a nigga get a boooonnnd
Or do another nigga have to come along and raise my

give a fuck who block, free Clax, free Shots
Don't give a fuck, who flock, get your hoe shot up

Boy, you know it's that 100 Cloccs shit, man
Nigga,

Dixie boy 
Smoker's toy 
Paraphonilia, you enjoy 
Grow it pack it then deploy 
Summertime job, come get employed 
Evidence destroyed 
Family biz

it up
I just got an apple pay yea that's my favorite text
She links on saturdays so imma get that neck
Woke up to the bag today didn't have no time

gonna fool my eyes, 
I only get a kick when you’re here by my side,
When it’s just you and I, 


Hook:
Cause
There's no other feeling this good 
this

I come alive

When the sun goes down

I walk the night

And I make it into sound

Nobody else around

No sleep I'm nightbound

I'm alone with my

Reppin My City

Triple C

Trilla

2008

bloody boots
Yea I'm fresh outta boot camp
Ain't gotta food stamp
Counterfeit bills will get you killed
Now where the goons at
It's poppin in

his feelings
He still mad bout a bitch
I held it down for them trenches
Ain’t have to leave to get rich
They tried to slime me out
They must forgot I’m

Suspect niggas don't come outside
You might get your wig pushed back tonight
Said I deserve my respect
Brains don't matter if your wig get split