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bang Big B in my face, my nigga
By mornin', I'ma check 'em out this bitch
Bean bag, know that gon' make this bitch
Lock down 'til the whole line get

ON ME
ITS JUST ME BY MY LONELY

I DONT WANT IT
MERE IMAGE OF THE PAST 
HOW DF DID U LAST 
I WAS PULLING FROM THE STASH

JUST TO SAVE YO ASS
OH HOW QUICK

club tryna hide it
Roll up that Kush and ignite it

Oh oh oh 
Oh yeah 

One ,Two, Pour a lil mo
Three , Four , Pour a lil mo 

Oh oh oh 
Oh oh oh 

One

manic (oh no)
Hit the oochie-coochie 'til it's slanted, ooh
I'm gon' beat it up, ooh, lady
I'ma make your dreams come, baby
Ayy, you the one who

niggas upset
So tell them few lil niggas I'll be collectin my debt
These niggas be so threatened by the looks of how I dress
Like oh man oh man
God can you

Somebody got their shoes off
I smell their feet

My number is 80, its still on 20
I look up at the clock and now is 10:30
Free butter and cheese oh

You think you know me, oh
It's stupid, but I will persevere
(Yes)
Sad man, uh

Rap in prison (uh)
I know these basement dwellers need a villain

At first I didn't like this beat, I just liked the build up (uh-huh)
She tryna fall in love with me, I'm just tryna hit her (yeah, yeah)
She

believe
So I grabbed the stupid bitch by her nappy-ass weave
She started talkin' shit, wouldn't you know?
Reached back like a pimp and slapped the ho

know how to play the game
I'm a boss, nigga, you a worker bitch
Don't you ever say my name
It's Klass in this bitch
And ain't a damn thing change
And I

gettin' real up in these streets
Fucked around and smoked a whole thing, remember pinchin' off this shit
Uh-uh, oh fuck, I done fell in love with my lil

Crook Playa

Mr. Pookie

Dallas Crooks [Chopped & Screwed]

party, tha ammo and a clip
Take a breather 4 I leave ya face down where you sit
And tha competition, oh they get flattin by bows
Cause we ain't bowin down,

She bad, and I think she tatted
She just text my phone said she got out of practice
I know right from wrong, but I'm still going wrong
Bad lil bitch

it 'til you make it
You're such a good liar
Headliners used to not make the flyer
Four oh-one K, and I don't mean retire
Chase loops, still war all

rolled on
Yeah, I let you spend the night lil shawty you can't go home
Now, what the fuck is that about
Got all them damn chains on can't even pay for your

dog
I thought that we was better
What you wanted? A lil shoutout
A lil publicity? If you asked me I would've
Did it with no resistance
You made a diss

'm fightin just for fun
Catch me downtown say what you doin coolin with gang
Walk off from the group I'm by myself oh yea who wanna play
I'm the type of nigga

Damn i got high and i lost my weed
Damn i got high and i lost my weed
Damn i got high and i lost my weed
Damn i got high and i lost my weed
I lost my

what?)
It's a wrap, we on the way to the house 
By 3:45 I'll be kickin' her out (ayy)

Patty cake, patty cake, microwave (microwave)
Suckas make

know I had to creep behind her ask her what her name was
Seen that she had the diamond necklace to match with her ankle
Oh she's stunnin' yeah damn
Tell

(oh, mane)

Can't forget I spent the same on a ring
She never once by herself bought a thing
She want Celine, and that's just a small thing
Havin'

, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

You know we locked in
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Started from the school to the streets

You know we locked in
I'm steady screaming

Mrs UFO
Yeah My minds racing into
You I know
Yeah
Gonna go places
I ain’t been before
Yeah
Me
Mars
Your heart
Let’s start
Last night
I felt like all

Things are getting tricky love
Situation sticky love oh ya oh ya oh ya
I need you to know I ain't in the mood
I need you drop that lil attitude
Oh ya