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Juiced up! sauced up! fired up! 

Henny poppin' too much talking 
I got options (yeah yeah yeah)
Hot like climate all these diamonds 
Got me shinin' (yeah

to haunt you
Fall through
The visions in my mind
It'll shock you
I let myself go to the dark side
And be off tune
Take me back out and go for a ride
Not too

Icy when hot man no way you can guard me
I'm underneath when you walk, I'm yo marby
I want a bitch, bad like a barbie
Too guupy too sticky, cannot

I don't really like
I don't really like you either
Make out in the dark
Moaning in the dark
Like I mean it
God I miss the red light
The red light

got range that aim be too legit
Get right too that bag I'm counting cash this ain no probably
Why these niggas mad I'm on they ass they ain as hot as me

Im goin real fast 
Foot up on the gas 

cint slowing down
Cuz I dont want no one to pass me 

Runnin all the red lights 
cint no stopping

need my chips
Im red hot
No elizabeth
No redd foxx
No Japan with these red dots
See what this pro created
Game was ovulating
Now it's overpopulated
It's

live on

One mouth, too much talking he get hit wit three shots
Red Rum it's going to be a murder
for a blood clot
Leave her ass out of breath
Shake that

range rov
hella hot like crack on the stove
child support I can’t pay that shit no mo 

I be in the red zone She give me head bro
I be in the back seat

the dash, grab a bag, buy a new bank
Liquor store, all red in my fuel tank
Tell me she a dancer tryna get a tip
Gettin' hot in here, go and take a dip
Too

top/ready to get it in the streets to get the crew hot/lil red to king b 2 doors down if I was rockin you was there stage tire down /remember bullets flying

now niggas moving funny
Big knots shit pockets lumpy
Buddy trash so I get to dumping
Head shots with a red dot
I'm red hot on ya head top
I got way too

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baby, red alert/
I put the D all on your bitch then I put it in reverse/
Made the city bop, boppin' like we even did rehearse/
Whole town, ride around

coffin
Baby I'm too turnt now
Do this shit way too often
Blocked call yeah I'm off it
Glock pop then I toss it
Block hot so I speed race
To the grave yeah

Money, Cash, Flows

Cappadonna

The Struggle

2003

hot gravy, get spilled we too ill
With the pill, emphatic slam
Crunch to the Lo, to the rap, from the Stat's who I am

Code:Red Entertainment
I'm

team

Like Wu-Tang, gotta get the cream, I'm in her mouth like Colgate
I'm in her mouth like listerine, I'm too hot to be listenin
My jury hard neck

I should stop writing all these songs, but you make it too easy, you're just like walking a dog
You never walked beside me, you were just dragging me

The fuck you mean, I can't drink in my room, I swear to god, I'm gonna fucking kill you
Waking up too early, why I drink so much, this shit don't make sense

Fort on my xbox 
Retros got them deadstock 
Hittas got the feds hot 
Put him in a headlock 
I could make her bed rock Never aimin leg shot
Only hit him

Gas went up, so we smoke you for free
Beat on his chest till he see a red beam
Word to your mother, we smokin' your dead
Minding my business, get tapped

Something, I put up then I go into a zone
With a attitude niggas better leave me alone
Ain't too many other ways a nigga understand
Unless this man put a hot

Forever Don't Last

Jazmine Sullivan

Reality Show [Clean]

2015

times we were mental revolve
So everytime I wanna call, baby what always helps
Is when I think of the pain, and the red eyes
I'm better off by myself

The Saint

Murs

F' Real

1997

Red
But for the life of me, I can't figure out why my ass ain't dead
And now I clear my head, as we arrive on the site
Makin' sure, all routes for