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Janet Reno

Anquette

Lil' Joe Bass Hits

1997

never saw 
Me or the baby or the place where we met 
Digging up old gold that you wish you could forget 
The proof is here, it's livin' and breathin'

rhymes, aye
I got what you need, Ma
Baby, let me prove it
We gon' have a good night, lil' nigga getting ruthless
You dancin' slowly on me and my homies
Had

to stomach now 
But, you the only one from back home who made his mother proud 
You stayed away from drugs
You never tried to be no gangster when they brought

Left Boy's Coming

Left Boy

Permanent Midnight

2014

a bad bitch then I'ma hit that
Money ain't a thing 'cause I got that
She want a ring on her ring finger
But that's just a thing I can't do for her

See I got all these visions
Of me counting rubber bands
But when I look around the room
I see a lonely fucking sap
Ain't ever ask for fucking help

ain't really lovin' it
I been distant and you know I had enough of it
You can tell by how I feel I'm fed up wit it
Tryna do it my way I won't have no luck

my veins
George Gervin at the rim
Me, I never fuck with them
Cause they ain't never had bars
Every verse I call cash
Ironically, I'm taking charge

I'm not who I was before
Glad he told me to see you so
You're everywhere
And I didn't know

A song devoted to you
It's exactly what it musts
Falling

THE ONLY RULE WAS PLAY BY HIS RULES OR THE GAME WAS LEFT UNDONE
(UN UN UN DONE)
BUT IF SOMEBODY HAS TO LOOSE I DON?T WANT TO PLAY AT ALL
(NO)
?CAUSE THIS

 musical plays
Youths gamble by the side
Playing Lucifer's games
Defeat to an African is very stupid to say
An African Man is surely bound to
Show a rooky

there for me
Demons aint scaring me
Wings i was born wit they broke
But they carry me
In love with death
So i told the bitch marry me
Choppa gon blow

your man aint feeling it
Hes staying out past 10
You're sending text after text after text
You're telling me to stay
In the same breath you want me

(dinero)
Merry Giftmas (yuh) Merry Giftmas
You better give me something good or you gon get hit (yuh!)
Drinkin' hot chocolate by the fireplace 
All these

, how good you look when you back that ass up 
But even better when you stack that cash up 
You dirty dancer, you you
See Ooh you such a fucking dancer

She tells me things ain't all that bad 
You should treasure what you had 
I know it's easier said than done 
Oh when times were oh so hard
She'd

blunt
Bout 3 grams in my blunt, In in In my blunt yeah
Yeah im rolling up, Got sum good act, Put you on yo ass, Call that heart attack
Got this 100 round

fuck
Off that drink, got my stomach hurtin', got me fucked up
Take a shit on these niggas, call that shit good luck
Put uh Glock to his face, told that

much would you value
What good are blessings
If you never learned how to count em
Not having it, then goin after it
Teaches gratitude
No longer feeling

the snakes
She came thru and cooked me some lobster and steak
(And it was good)(Yup)
But for the most im chillin eating noodles
(Im chillin) 
Surrounded by

forget the good ship Bountiful nor the young man
who saved my life.

Anthony: [Spoken]
There's no cause to thank me, sir. It would have been a poor

poppa was a Rolling Stone
Wouldn't call the phone but he bought me clothes
Mama cookin' trying to keep us full
And we might be cold but a heart of gold

ain't God's plan he wouldn't do this, but if I
Gotta fight the devil by myself imma do it
I'm gonna put on an iron shirt, and chase
Satan out of Earth,

get to the point where we don't feel good enough
We all get to a point where our identities
Are so defined by the world's messaging
We can't even hear

y'all
And ain't no need for no debate y'all
I crisscross like Kris Kross, I'm inevitable
Wanna see me on XXL Eligible, for freshman class
But listen I