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today fuck around with me, be dead tomorrow (tomorrow)
Every time I get super high, I think about Big Scarr (Scarr)
That's why I love this fast life,

being patient
So I grabbed her by her hand, & told her baby this my jam
a slow dance that led to her feet pointed at my ceiling fan
We left the bar & got

it
I'm a superstar, bought me a big ol' car
Four point six (see the car)
Black with the bars from the front to back
And got a button in the middle,

as an album for ears
My heart is beating on 220 BPM
Steal your baby run away like I'm Ian
My lips are darker than the skin of liam
Sex is ok but have you tried

Yeah, ugh!
Ronnie, Taylor
Jossman
Yeah, let's go

Today I'm gonna smoke, today I'm gonna drink 
I'm gonna celebrate the day I chose to leave 
No more

to Friday stay bent baby
Plus stylish, sippin' on Bailey's Irish
My wish - filthy rich by sixteen
Swimmin' in cream, fuck a dollar and a dream
Song knockin'

dance
Then a Jesus stomp is a bunch of puppets waking up ants
I control such thoughts through weed butter
Subductions of sedation be like a hoe in tight

get low
Draco got nuts and a dick so
Try me you left with a big whole
Bitch nigga fake and fugazi
Fucking with me you real crazy
Beat black and blue

just put my dick in the bill of a duck
My wife met a black man and I got cucked
'Cause his dick big as fuck
So I gave it a suck
When he fuck me he do it

thought I am dumping it open up your oesophagus Jesus Christ I go nuts in this
Going down as the best in this going big as metropolis hope my people can

my Mayans
You know I'm fanatical, hmmhmm
Work hard make waves but today i'm sabbatical
Catch me on the beach con mi reina a mi lado
Shades on, hair

the briars by a big field
Fuck the big deal
Simple facts none of you is real
Now where the free meal
Master simulations
Mannered mutations
Fluctuations
Flux

pa' la driver baby arranca
Aqui no se tema al que ladra
Ten cuidado all black te lo hacen a lo mamba
A mi me da igual lo de gangsta
Enredado con los

Eyes red lips dry nigga bloodshed
Satisfy always high nigga enough said
Intensify more love nigga mislead
By beauty her charm nigga been dead
Shots

off no more
and trought your pink lips
time goes by
more than with this mic
closed into my hand
I don't want to wait no more
come and fill this piece

the goons pray, I'm knowing how this shit go
Real Lakeside baby, I do it for my kinfolk

Tell me what's the word, you must not heard, I'm stormin' by

Papa won't leave you, Henry
Papa won't leave you, Boy
Well, the road is long
And the road is hard
And many fall by the side
But Papa won't leave you,

Money on My Brain

Kool G Rap

4, 5, 6

1995

somethin' to keep the brain stem

It's Big 1 son Jamaica Queens is the turf
And I'ma exploit heaven and earth for what it's worth
It's the MC

and orange Winter dawn
The leaves are all gone
And over the snow-covered valley there is a reflective calm
The smell of a fire, taste of cherry lip balm
Lace

War Ready

Rick Ross

Maybach Hustle

2014

for them coupes but we dyin' by the gun
Missed his court date, now my nigga on the run
Big shit poppin' in his pocket like a lighter
Shit bag leave

n' play
When the diamonds shinin' like a sunny day
You know that it's us
And the Glock got me feelin' horny today
I'm ready to bust
Atlanta baby I was

I said making peace with everything of yesterday, today this week
Clanging teeth 'bout everything I tried to say but can't just speak 
Magazines I

they lip Up like they smell some funky bitch You shaped like 
A banna peep this big fat money 
Give me a dry erase board cause I Ain't no rookie pour out

fucking with the small guys
Now you got black eyes and your punk ass realize
That you can't fuck with us little niggas no more
We going looney, crazy,