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Know you really don't deserve me
Caught ya creepin caught ya lurkin
Now I'm up like its early
Bank deposit 7:30

I been on my tip toes cause my trust

the duce 
Girl your pussy dulce
You got that grip grip
That drip drip
Girl Ima give you the tip tip 
Aint no shoulder 
Hit your spine like a boulder
Bend you

since it first came loose
Tonight's the night there's no excuse
I hear her tip toes on the roof
Eye's drifting close, but I need the proof

Wake up in

Stog the best at it
These rappers are meth addicts
Amphetamine heads my weaponry
Bless cabbage
Gats got good manners
Tip hats of these bammas
Chong

wild, she smoke Black and Mild's, so I let her suck on the wood tip
8ball in my pocket and I got a Glock with two clips, bout as long as some pool sticks

new four five 400 best guap I ever spent
If it’s bout some bread I’m pullin up
In the south side got my tooly tucked
Hollow tip give him a uppercut

She wears her heart on her sleeve
She'll stick her neck out to bleed

Then a glimmer of hope
Came floating to my ear
Off the tip of her tongue 
Shaping

After the tip off 
I gained possession
Then I banged the chick
Dibbled the joint up and down the court
Wine and dined her sick
I got that remedy for

everytime
Buzzer beater change the score
Got TIP on the line
Press interview
Not pressed over you
You stupid little fools
I'm more worried bout my crew

to small so everybody can see
Signing the cross on her with my lips sayin'
God almighty don't make better than this
Heaven above at my finger tips singin'

Never missed him
Never kissed him
Messiah with the wisdom
VERDE with the lyricism 
Hit you with that boogie rhythm 
A-boom bip A-boom bap
A-tip toe A-tip

soap box you've been preaching on 
The tips of your toes 
You'll never be tall enough on your own 
Get a grip and learn to leave the dead alone 
'Cause

had to stop suckin' on their momma's titty
You tip me fifty
For dancin' on your grave you best believe I'm gettin' gritty
Your days are ending
It's

What you gon get me for a gift?
All I need is my tip
All I want is a bag
I aint never sell drugs
But I know about the struggle that I had
Momma

before
You miss me, I know, but I'm thinking about you this time
It must be nice to have a name on the tip of my tongue
And I swear that I'm thankful to be

karats 
My lord gave me merit 
So the pain I can bear it 
Been up on my King tip I need a horse and carriage 
Heart up on my sleeve biishh no you can't

flame keep the doctors patient
Y'all just hating on the greatness
Here's a tip, shut your lips, and I always tip the waitress

And you hating, ooh
Every

then I tell him I'm ready
Stealing my flow, you is biting real heavy 
Fucked a groupie bitch, I think her name Kelly (huh?)
Sucking my tip, so I tip her

the one to rep my shit 
Imma be the one to get it now 
Catch me always on my hustle tip
See the kid cuz he is breaded now 
You can see the way I rock 
But

What’s that
Wassup
Y’all made me blush
Y’all just to much
Got a swag like tip
With a drop top Chevy
With the roof wide open
And cooler than a yeti I'm

It was all lust where the love don't grow 
(It was all lust where the love don't grow)
Saw a bad with the fresh tip toe 
(Where the love don't grow)

core at my finger tips
A sombre mind eschews the cold
I chase the night and paint it gold
A serenade, the darkness sings
I dance among nocturnal kings

missing man
When they see me get to runnin man
And these hollow tips under ya cap like a Snapple fact like whoa
Where they do that at lil hoe
Dirty jerz up

Running through Paris
Tip tap toes on fire
Broke my high heel
Now I'm climbing La Butte
As a barefoot femme fatale

I took a boat to find you
And I