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get it, I do
Electric , they feel when I step in the room
Yeah, shots make a nigga boogie-woogie
Wipe, wipe your nose just like you had a boogie
If it's

that you' gone' get by me
She' useless i'm liking the way that we vibing

We slipping and and sliding
New rarri' we gliding
She sucking my soul kick her

This mothafucka
Niggas out to get me, I don't get it
Wrist too cold, to ever switch or  Fold. I'm staying with the pole just  Like that shit is

They skin is out
I dig 'em out
But they don't see the roots
That's sticking out
From the soil
I don't know how imma do this thing
Without my seed by me
I

on ya chest, but you glad he dirt
You got a bad bitch, donu0027t get mad she flirt
She see them racks on me make her wanna fill her purse 
My plan

on everything like a bitch, but-
Yeah

I'm shooting shots like I'm Curry, lil nigga, swear I been wet
You sleeping with your brother, bitch, to me, that looks

Spit That G

Timbo King

The Sting [Clean]

2002

Ghetto birds with pink Timb's
A box of shells for the Cola for Kim's
Sponsored by the Clan, see
Pop more vanilla cherry than Luke Perry
Now tell me

live pee til the death of me lil bro was trying to make 100 a week but they ain’t give him the recipe locked in like a lock smith nigga don’t play with

bitch, I make this shit look easy (Easy)
She want me to spray inside her walls like graffiti (Graffiti)
Got her in a trance, she'll do anything to please

Hoes ain't got sauce
And I can tell by the fake Jordan's
Real as fuck
They can't be that
I can't give away my organs
Bathing in the money everyday
To me

Yea
Aye turn me up in the headphones a lil bit
Ight
I already told you I'm the Hood Mitt Romney
Don't need no fake love all the real niggas behind me

against my lips, I kosher
Ties, cause girl, you're mine and you know I could never lie, that's inside your eyes
Tell me what I can do to make it, you and I

it feel when you tell me to quit
You don't like me then release my nuts lil bitch
Ain't to much to talk about no chat to the chit
I want the chips

Writin' my bars in the back of the Bentley
Just kidding, I'm trippin', the Lambo fits me
I was raised by Lil Dicky
Drivin' down Ward, listenin'

got the hots for me (She do)
Her friend threw the box to me (She did)
Must be a commodity
Must be a king
Getting cleaned by a queen (Well damn)
We in

them
That's word to the Thesaurus
Do this for my camp 'n them
That's word to the deep forest
Hit lil shawty with the d and left her vision distorted
Make

smoke on gelato
Mix the papers n fronto (Light up)
Money hunt I need that money pronto
Lil nigga I Need that by tomorrow (Need it)
For you get followed

Anything you like as long as I afford it I don't mind
I don't mind giving you anything that you know you deserve
It ain't even 'bout me anymore I got you by

Working on my bestest
Rollin like a vespa
Baby I'm inclined you can find me when I answer
Working on my bestest
Sorry I be messed up
Feeling so

a Show,

I love that shit baby make it real slow,

Grind on my leg while I grab on ya hip roll,

Slide ya body on me while I  tongue flick ya nipple//

up in my bed
Say you thinkin' that this is love, for me
For us, babe, I love your lovin

Ima shoot my shot like a drive by
They gone clap to this like

flexxed

Like Susie said
I like my nigga in the house
And leave the streets up to me
I like to make these pussy niggas

Mad, you can't fuck with me
Probably

It's hurting me, hurting you
Every part of me's bleeding too
Go ahead and cut me loose
Tell your mama I miss her too

Cause it's hurting me, hurting

cost 

(EX)
Back of my mind I took me a loss but I got it back I feel like a boss 

Most of my dawgs still up in the field they just trying score like