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that line (yeah)
You said I'm the shit, my love (you said I'm the shi,t my love)
Then tell me I ain't shit, my love

She doin' alchemy off

the anthem (Like the anthem)
Finna shoot at that boy. Finna dance em' (Finna dance em')
These niggas really be testing my gangster
Believe me. I know how

Cheetah print all on the back
Sexy motherfucker you
Love how you be switching that
LA by way of New York
She tell me she love my talk
I tell her I love her

it 
I might have to call the sheriff 
Make them niggas run some errands 
Tell em everything they took 
Like the diamonds that I'm wearing 
Ooh

Derek

She just wanna playboi (Oh oh)
I just want a carti on my wrist
I'm not the type to play boy
Run em up like cardio too quick

All of yo bitches they

on the dancefloor
Them big cheeks clap like a car door
Got her looking at the boy like she want more
Hit her with side eye like madman
When I fuck, you know that I'm

bet she yell
Been move slow boy you a snail
Walk em down i bet he tell
Hit em up his body fell
Fill em up we sending shells
My bitch bad she caramel
Gas

All y'all niggas wanna get like me
Surrounded by bitches that look like these
C'mon, you know it, you know it
You know it, you know it (tell them

Tinder babies
Boy im matching all these Tinder babies

Yenko kozo you can take some photos
I land this baby by my side and she looks like a model
Shes self

Valentino summers and wave runners
Chains on my niggas like slave runners
Drug dealers anonymous
How many Madonnas can that Mazda fit?
My brick

me I’m going in
The way mama dancing
I’m gripping her lower limbs
She want it in slow motion
I give her that Soulja Slim
Bend it back a bit
Let’s see

Crime Story

MC Hammer

Please Hammer, Don't Hurt 'Em

1990

You ask me how I'm livin?, this hit?s for you
But that's not all we got the prize
A mother in a kitchen, now yo, she's dead inside

Yeah, we took them

Getting Paper

Twista

Dark Horse [Bonus Track]

2014

and the tendencies
A complete understandin' that a nigga gotta work (uh-huh)
Even though she be havin' a attitude
I tell her "You ain't gotta curse baby, I'mma buy

I love Colored, Paid Men
Kill it then start actin' funny on her
She smell like she got some honey on her
PDE, gang and them
Just some colored boys

gas not filling up tanks 
Running up street money on rolls like bank
So fresh I’m real Soulja boy I crank

Don’t forget  my name 


Verse:

From humble

to that zone
You want to do the quicky by the road?
[Bend down low make I see road]
She wants that love by the road
She tell me say "turnah" and I want it

(Intro)= [Juicy J]
Man let me tell you something
Man let me tell you something
Man this girl was sucking my dick so good the other day
That she would

Loco-Motive

Nas

Life Is Good

2012

cash

My nigga's like a locomotive
Nas, we push it, mush 'em
Queensbridge to Bushwick
Harlem
Bronx
All that
You ain't even supposed to be here
You know

Ay, ay, yeah, yeah, Fab what we do?
We do what we wanna rich Homie Tell 'em

Got my groove back like I'm Stella
No more paying the Margiela
She suck

my drip, it's like I imported 'em
Sip on the DJ Fay, pour it up
She too hot, feel like it's Florida, uh
We in the back of the bands with her friends

harder to teach
I tell my son, like I tell myself, talking  is cheap
And thank God, every week, that he ain't walking like me

God

Yeaa

That's standard

the 2010s
Uh (ayy), somebody tell 'em to stop (ayy)
These niggas makin' up opps (ayy)
For the money, she makin' it pop (ayy)
Taylor Swift, yeah, they

Just tell that boy don't start me up like I don't be in that car or some
30 in my size 30s outside lurking
Keep a ski cause I've been getting dirty
We

Stressed Out

A Tribe Called Quest

Beats, Rhymes and Life [Japan Bonus Tracks]

1996

pigs po-po
I got to go on the ave see my parole by fo'
But I gotta steady freak these boys like JoJo

And I was doing it, til I met Ike, Spike,