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she ever hide in the closet? (uh, uh , uh)

Pour me up syrup, pop perc, man flow loss urban run into the herbs
I'ma try to swerve 'cause the fuckin'

gettin' used by a nigga
Play with this shit you get pulled by the trigger

We goin' up, elevator
I'm one of the best in the city you cannot debate it
I get

I'll be there (I'll be there)
Definitely by one I will be there (I'll be there)
Definitely by one I will be there (I'll be there)
Really I'm not goin'

all alone
Fell off
It's past it's prime
Just a little lollipop-pop
Left Alone
Left on a train
Surrounded by an active city
Just a little lollipop
Left

it?
That means never on the phone, you got it? Alright)
Live by it, die by it (Gangsta)

Rule number one, never shit where you eat at (never)
Rule

Smash

Outlawz

Ride Wit Us or Collide Wit Us [Clean]

2000

fucker (Still thuggin)
You know The Outlawz in this bitch (hahah.. it's on)

[Napolean - Verse 1]
Once again
Another fat nigga fried
Do a drive-by if you

Vroom
Bitches be fake
Yessir
To the moon and back
Ya dig
It’s Yardee
All this designer but Ima still drip by my lonely
Who my real friends? Feel like

I'm feeling like they changed on me
Left me by my lonely
From now it's only
Me myself and I the big three
Can't a nigga fix me
He a dog I feed em

What it-what it exactly are we doin?
Don't play yourself
Reward yourself and tune in to
The 2017 BET Hip Hop
Award hosted by me: DJ Khaled and Dade

Steak Sauce [Bonus Track]

Tyler, the Creator

Goblin [Deluxe Version]

2011

Rollin' in a golden Tacoma, the shit's stolen
If that bitch tell on me, I'ma do a fuckin' drive-by in her colon
With my meat, gotta keep it obsolete

Dirty but we nice 
(Yeah we nice)

Yeah we new 
(Ayy)

But we good 
(Beep beep)

Outta time 
Gotta pick a side 

Ice ice ice ice 
That's all that she like

you're the only one that knows my fetish
You're the only one that makes me pop
So what am I supposed to do in Texas
Besides daydream of your pants coming

Actavis 
I gotta fuck on the baddest bitch
I gotta roll me a L 
And pop me a thirty 
I feel like a athlete 
Man it's hard to maintain 
With a Billie

jockin' on yo bitch ass
Far westside yeah I'm over there by Six Flags
Plottin' on the money and the power like a new jack
Pussy pop for a trill nigga girl

want it dirty, bitch I want the whole case closed
Do em bad, gotta rearrange his fuckin nose
My heart cold, so you know I gotta keep the pole
This

time to take no off days 
I chill wit some ratchets that'll rob yo a** in broad day 
I been in the city wit the dirty stick I'm ready 
Nigga feel like

nosebleeds
Poppin' bottles and the OC
Hit my shots just like I'm Kobe
My flow too cold start to saying that my flow be OP
Pop these thirties by my dolo said

whole body was bumming 

My lil potna wouldn’t pop me with nothing 

But fuck what he doing I gotta go get it not having a lot use to fuck with my spirit

rappers,
im a cracker lacking dragon,
kid alladin got the cannon,
street rat im the baddest,

i drop dirty riddles, a bit of bangerand with eddles,
pop

Drug money dirty I'm going legit
Least that's what I said to the pigs
Gun by the rib if you try me you baking
Same spot be your dying location
4 pound

anaconda 
So she make the thing pop like a belly dancer 
And like a lollipop, I give her Willy Wonka 
She say she want more, she tell me give her non stop

to the cheddar, yea, get to the green (cake)
I'm the G.O.A.T. of this shit, don't compare 'em to me
Nigga was talking that and got left by that tree (somebody stomp

sprite im loosin my brain,
Dirty my piss, piss down the drain
Only 18 and my flow is insane
Going so fast we racing the trains
Murder these beats think im

their face
I can tell by their handshake
But yo that white boy bout to make more noise than a heavy metal Band make

Talk shit get picked up quick get