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I'm runnin' up my stacks, don't believe me, check the stats
While y'all kicked back, I dropped out and sold hats
I wanted you by my side when I made

Can't tell if these are songs or just cries for help
Mr Dolo such a loner why he always by his self
How the hell his whole life turn into one giant

Everybody say "yeah!" (Yeah!)
Let me hear you say "oh, yeah!" (Oh, yeah!)
Say our name! We are, Snow Man! (Snow Man)
Snow Man! (Snow Man)
Snow

make a nigga take time and pause
Yo, In the party lemme get down
Shit gets popping, all my Niggas get down
Go round there everybody get down
I never eat

game
Approach a shot caller with sauce
This is the play by play
If it don't work
Call the doc
From the M-I yay

Say yeen never felt an earthquake in yo'

I've been playing the fool in front of everybody
Disrespected myself for Hades party
Ever since we met I've been neglecting my health
Of my mind,

The Man Upstairs

Mac Mall

Immaculate

and what you call 'God'
Holy Bible to the Holy Quran
Everybody seekin' salvation
Some try to get it by smokin' dumb-dums
Some only feel it when they get

can see just by the smell
Like a ship from Little Sicily, my niggas got the shells
Give 'em hell, make a trigger start singing off like Adele

Hot

We were green, we were wild
We were cheap shades chasin' down pretty smiles
We were loud, we were fast
We were gettin' by on the summer job cash

Mohits in the place you know the score
Got the people jumping off the wall
And we keep the club pumping that's for sure
See I never see na party like dis

party
So Teachers
Don't let them in without an absence slip!

Pounding in my head
Caffeine in my veins
Don't contribute to my pain
Thunder in my

Trees for breakfast, eat brunch by noon 
24 Davins, only showin the lip 
The rest of the women, same color as the whip 
Jump out and crack a nigga shit

Everybody go side to side, and glide to the vibe
Turn yourself around and make your backbone slide
Lt drops the needle on the plastic
Things are getting kind

a clock
Who rock the party? why nobody
And we keep it gras like mardi (like mardi)
And we keep it gras like mardi (like mardi)
And we keep it gras like

Abs - Back to the Limbo	                 by: Jeanine de K.

I don't know ‘bout you,
but I came here to party, yeah
Tonight is your night, gonna find

(SOCcN) / cnthem Music Publishing I/Chicken Baby Songs/Clean Up Your Office Songs (BMI), cdministered by cnthem Entertainment

It's goin' down
Boots

Turn the opp party to a fish fry (woah)
Get up on 'em close, I ain't really with the drive-by (get down)
Water on me like I got baptized
Pull up in

1, 2, 3, 4

I think that I'm in danger
Followed by the strangers
But love is in the haters
The real and the fake ones everybody sees me
The laser

Waluigi cup, red bottoms, they on Mario
(Whew) dropped the za off
Now everybody at the party blowed (Whew)
Alaskan King
Chilling in it with the Carti's

followed by some bots that is no flex
Uh, flex while taking shots
That's a bow flex (Whew)
Yeah, I'd rather post a pic that has no text
(Yee)
Hit a stage,

(yeah)
My crodie buss an AP, but I told 'em show it plain
'Cause it's plane jane sky dweller, one to twenty K, nigga
We kick your door, nigga, everybody

curse but that's my lip
And let's take another trip
I rock out and feel alright
I party from the day to the night
I walk away from any kind of fight

Smashit

Prophets of Rage

Prophets of Rage

2017

the party, crash it
Put up a wall? We smashit

Wrecking ball to the wall
(To the wall)
Keep small, take them all
(Take them all)
Killing bills, pile up

Quarterback

Kira Isabella

Quarterback

2014

It was Friday night and the lights were shinning
Everyone was sitting in the stands
He was being scouted by a big time college
She played trumpet