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the mitten like Big Sean you know that I pull up and wreck boy
I'm comin correct boy
I'm comin for necks
And I came down her neck
And she swallowed it all

Oochie Wally

Nas

Essential [Clean]

2013

screamin' like she dyin'
Make her come four times without even tryin
I'll beat that pussy up there's no denyin
Hit her where she doodie at, make that booty

to be grinding?
No high-tech material so I got to perfect all
When you pay hundreds just to make a little single
Then pull up on your stories I

Not a day goes by where I don't think about ya
I wish that you were still here with us

You'll never be forgotten
You'll never be forgotten
I'll make

everything that make me honorable
I'm a straight G so i'm on the honor roll
But i'm acting like i'm still tryna get a roll
What type of man am I
I'm tryna

(FLOWRENCY)
(Yah) She a bad bitch, I'm fuckin' all night
She done lost her fuckin' circulation, thong too damn tight (Yah)
That ain't got shit to do with me
It

time
Only making a couple dimes
But I still produce my rhymes
Always going super hard
Read the lyrics, you'll be scarred
Making songs by the week
That

left with no words//
I watched Derek Chauvin put a knee up on his neck
To make sure that George Floyd ain’t get to breathe another breath 
And they

Welcome 2 the Party (Ode 2 the Old School)

Kid Rock

Devil Without a Cause

1998

and it'll make ya fat
I've got a pound of dank and a gallon of Kognack

I'm all of that and a bag of chips
I'm the whole damn party mix
I'm the chick that

reception's on another level
Told you I leveled up, now I re-up by several
You freeze up with schedules, you got a timing issue
Think you a fugitive dawg no one

[Intro]
Rest in peace, Pops
cin't a day go by where I don't think about him
Check

[Verse]
Having dreams of that old apartment number
Seein' my pops

think it's time that we take a break
We all make mistakes and play some hate
I got 808s here to save the day
'Cause I am on top of it, lost in
My thoughts

You Can Get It All

Johnta Austin

New Jack City II

2009

Uh Uh Uh,
Got me like

And when I think about you
That's the first thing that come to my mind
I'm like

Baby you can get it all
You can get

I got
Breath up in my lungs
I got a big smile
Braces look like diamonds
So i keep a big smile
Brand new hand bag
That'll make my sis smile
Time

said that girl, she's Mine
White girl, I'ma try to make her my world, fuck you mean break up?
It don't add up? Wanna go back? Wanna follow with me now?

buttoned down, no more walking down that street
Up and down, like I'm feeling up on that teet
Down and up, I've got these drugs on repeat
Voices in my head

said I changed up, I'm Yachty Obama
Bringing a bank back, I got too much
Pull up in a sixty thousand cash, I ain't do much
F8 and it's all white like

or a dollar I’m a count it nigga
Tired of these niggas y’all can’t even make song acting like the realest
I hope these niggas kidding because I swear to god

Erotic Poetry

Esham

Erotic Poetry

All the hoes say,"Please won't you hit me?" 
I'm not Casanova, Esham's in the joint, 
I make the fuck songs that get straight to the point. 
I don't

not Beyonce

Money really make me feel like
I could be somebody
When I pull up in that Benz
Beaucoup freaks surround me
I was born with a plug who am I

like it
I know how to strive and I know am gon make it
Gat a lotta nerve so you bet I'm gon stake it
Got the kind'a swerve and I don't need to fake it

I'm gonna fuck in the south yeah
I am not in that North
Bitch fuck on the court yeah
Bitch fucking in court
Bitch suck by the door yeah
Yeah, she don't

up and pray
That we goin make it out ok
I'm hoping I'm really hoping that we all good
Focus I'm losing focus where is my wood
My money good now people

conscious
Only intuition
That's all I need
Rolling these trees 
Got Mary Jane
In my blood when I bleed
She grabbing my waist
I'm grabbing her jeans 
I make it