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and ain't trying to find her
You're not minor so little mama I'm gonna name you
Queen Koopa for the night tonight I'm gonna claim you
Picture your leg lifted

on the rise
Oh no no no that ain't how it go
I don't like to roll baby I just like to Smoke
You got what I want and I got what You need
The other girls are

Ground Zero

Cam'ron

Diplomatic Immunity

2003

already know what I'm about homie
 I'm young I'm focused I'm just coming out homie
You can go by what you hear through word of mouth homie
Or step out

Y'all been talking shit
I been making hits
I don't fuck with them
They aint bout shit
You been talking shit
I been making hits
I don't fuck with them

hear clearly
They can not scare me
Better you prepare, see
Ain't coming from a little house on a prairie
Need help? Bitch barley
Only help I seek is

range
Driving Inna range
Praying to god me and my niggas driving Inna range
Taught you how to spin a big body go spin his shit
She always asking where I'm

jewels every track it's up to you to listen 
I think I'm almost at the finish but it's something missing 
Only business conversations I ain't tryna kick it

I don't hear the resemblance
Always had it from the start, but they ain't never gon' mention it
Yeah I'm back in their hearts, so don't you

see a brain
That's on your name
I vow to spin for weeks
Osama when I sang
Just sign your name
I'm tryna give you these
Aint smoking on Dex Payne
This

to a rookie
She looking, but she ain’t no bully
My bitches coming correct
I be shooting my shot I’m not missing a step
Lights be on. My diamonds offset
Fit be

though
Less go get some food though
Later then I left back home to record more
Then I sent her the song babe what you think though
If she honest with me

go through life like an upright thumb/
Pretend its all good and hitchhike with eyes to the sun/
Wish me and Gabi worked better/
She ain't left but our

at the stars
Music in the back
Phone is playing Bruno Mars
Night is still young
Lemme take you for a ride
Betcha imma catch you by surprise
Lemme take you

lessons, getting noticed by professors
But my sleep ain't getting better, counting sheep along with Deckard
I been eating like I'm Lecter, but I source my

I'll let you put me in it 
Finna buy a set of dishes 
Grabbin on my misses 
Shooting never missing
Bots in the mentions 
Focused on the mission

Know

of the south
I’m dripping so she put the dick in her mouth
I beat that bitch out then kick that bitch out
Cause I don’t give that lil hoe clout
I ain’t hearing

your own, imma handle my business
You could probably tell by the way that I'm living
I'm just a young nigga making decisions
Back on my bullshit, team we

Thinking of You

Philthy Rich

Kill Zone

Oh, I'm missing you
Tell me why the road turns

Oh oh, I'm missing you
Tell me why the road turns

Thinking of you,
Thinking of you,
Thinking of you

noise so it’s my gun I tout. I told you never leave but you ain’t listen you walked out the door. When you walked out the door I grabbed my soul and tied

From where it don't shine
Be where it's sunny
Off glorifying this
Who's the dummy
Say what you say
Do what you may
Money ain't a thing
I did this for

Call my phone won't get no answer better just leaving a message
You saying you miss me I probably won't listen its always the same
Back on the road

here sending me messages sounding like (Woah)
Way you walk around, how these niggas just gone and give you up?
I ain't missing nothing no I leave 'em

nut in
Bitch what is this shit
I ain't want nothing that you don't want to give
And I don't get nothing from you but hardship
And you're asking for

see that goofy stuff
Cause it's behind me missing
She say "What made you so handsome?"
Say my momma did it
I aint kidding
Smooth with all my words
You