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A storm
Might, could be?
Confronting pages
You had the keys

Keep what you want
Make a plate sit
I'll be sure to keep your mind at ease

Feels like I

be drilling man he ain't street
Keep my business on a low key
754 and 30 where my folks be
Face masks and we can't get into it
You don't know me

of breakfast club Something I could break Quiet on the other end you say

I don't want to talk to you no more
Spent hours on the telephone
And waiting at your

the big boys
Aristos and big daddy we hit the club 11: 45
Step on the floor 7: 45
On along keeping them alive
Strictly shayo omo no Five alive
To ba di pe

off tell
Her call a cab
Last nigga ran up on me, wanted an autograph

Rap game Peyton Manning Indianapolis Colts
Running keys through Jamaica, Usain

mud
Put into drinkin' my blood, back at the club
Crew looking whack in the front
I'mma warn you
You don't really wanna run up on
Us when we vibin' bruh

I don't go to clubs and
I damn sure stay low-key
Still, them little jitterbugs
Wanna start shit with a kreep like me
(bitch, I'm Kreepin' yo' faith)

nice, b

Race Whips die du siehst in einem Grand Prix
Poppe Bottles in 'nem Club und poppe Dom P'
Keep' den Shit trill, ähnlich so wie Bun B
Ihr Oompa

Walking in the club women's all I see
As I give my ring A rub
As that's the worst I key
Got the bling on the glow
As these women check my show why?

overseas (Boom)
We a'burn something, I ain't talkin' STDs
(What? D-Diego) called the plug like I'm
Locked out the house, it's some keys
(B-B-Bankroll Got It)

all the guys that don't do it
Right, they show up super late
They go to the club doing outlandish
Retarded shit, bringing underage
Chicks backstage

to go
("Hell no! You remember them bitches
From the show?") - Naw
("And two bad bitches I met at
The club dancin?") - Aight ("Called me up
Talkin 'bout

hit's
Grubbing up the club for a day kid
Does anybody know where Trinidad James is
I'm laughing at what's happened to be
Happy to be strapped into laps

A millionaire, I'm a real young billionaire
Boys Club, Polos and Underwear
My instrumentals can't compare
To weak samples, niggas flare
Piano notes

motherfuckers
Ever since I and my eyes
Have been fucking open

I do not care about people who
Think I am under my enemies
Given the key to the city the
Weight is

make it work
Ima wake it work - In the club throwing
Racks in that Motherfucka throwing UHH

Its different under the stars
Diamonds dancing you see me

Ladies and Gentlemen
You are about the enter the Twilight Zone
They're here

I was in a club one Friday
A lovely lady comes walking my way
She walked

I walk in the club
I'm high as a motherfucker (Cash)
I think I just saw a lil' alien, ayy 
(What the fuck?)
I'm puttin' bands on opp nigga head

Take the cards you've been dealt
Take your wife to the hotel and
F her in the tub

Key your car and steal your mail
Think I won't? I will prevail
My jams

wasn't fair but it's
Cause we were the smallest and
You would play with Ruthy's hair and we
Would sing them cheesy
Songs together completely
Out of key but

fucking fight club
Je pourrais pas je pourrais pas je pourrais pas non
Je pourrais dresser ce chien là non je suis pas Pavlov
Vas-y vas-y vas-y vas-y
Vas-y

just do what I do
Stay low key that's me
Won't find me up in the club
I'm up in the booth just killing a beat
Smoking these trees tucked up in a backwood

U WAITIN FOR INSTRUCTIONS?
R U READY FOR REDEMPTION?
ARE YOU READY FOR A NEW WORLD?
ORDER IN A CRUEL WORLD?
WANNA GIVE A NEW SHOT?
THE KEY IS IN YOUR

Now twerk, twerk (ooh)
Twerk, baby twerk (ow)

Ooh, this my jam
The way the beat knockin' got the club goin ham (yeah)
Ooh, this my tune
Bad