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Wide Reciever
Fuck one time then leave her
Making all these women catch jungle fever
Get em wet Aquafina
I'm like that every season
LBJ back in Cleveland

anything
Better buy that bitch some shein, she tryna join the team
Fine by me
Shit, you better let her leave

Holdin' that bitch hostage a real thing
Yellow

to leave then get to leaving
I’m over trying to figure out your feelings
I know that I fucked up
Always so unsure that anyone could truly love me
Cause I

of happiness 
Then Grip it tight hold it like a packed quart of cannabis 
That's when you truly know what matters is 
I'm just product of one fuckin scattered

stumbles as he's leaving and he wonders if the reason
Is the beer that's in his belly, or the tear that's in his eye

"Oh" she said, "I suppose you seldom

a buck when you do it like me
It's easy as fuck like ABC
I'm spreading my name like an STD
If you catch my wave then I know you a G
I feel like Gunna I'm

wrong

If it makes you feel better, I'll stand in the hall
You can just talk to your mom
But Mary didn't say a word, still looking their way
Well alright

only need to be
Paid an zooted
An then
What's done is done
I'm a one of one
If I bought you out the store
A heart wouldn't come with one
Il flip the big

a trap by her fake love
I need to leave tonight
But my hands are tied
It's hard to run away when you're dying inside
Ropes getting tight
As she grabs

trying to impeach me
Made my head bust no nefertiti
Came back home and caught some Z Zs
Dreamt about hundeds n fifties
Fuck what you on did it yesterday

Untitled Track

S.L.A.B.

The Anthem

2005

of perfume, on my Tall-Tee
I'm a gangsta, I ain't tripping if you let my nigga hit
I'ma call another bitch, and try and see what I can get
Fuck a dime, I

started this odyssey 
The only one who notice me
Is my fam and my oldest G
My oldest G

If you're feeling audacious 
Wanna here something outrageous 
I

love a nigga but you know it ain’t the same
Picture Perfect got my fucking niggas on a frame
They keep on rocking fake then they say we built the same

Now for some stories
Violence is up by forty seven percent

I leave the building out the back door
Mac four to your backbone
You lie on the pavement

nothing new to see
If you want to know how to let go
Then come and follow me

We'll walk a mile in no-ones shoes
Leaving us to be beaten and bruised
Don't

right by my side say I love her but she know I high
I'm on college getting top while I drive
If we slide he ain't leaving alive
Grip her titties while I

You gotta leave them misconceptions over there when you come this way
On my front porch telling me how to feng shui
Quick to instruct me but secretly

a two seat
You like the sound of that

Dam this girl she got me sprung
Like t pain song
If she fuckin wit then it's all night long
Going back n forth yeah

you to stay

Didn't we have a way back then of keeping the time?
The hours that asked us if they could pass by
They all turned into nothing
But forever

admire the most
My heroes are my friends now
But friends back then are feeling let down and left out now
If we slept on each other's couches, I'll never

Five and a half she a cutie I don't need 5 and a half for the Coochie
(Coochie)
Yeah, overly wet I'm oozing
Overly stress I'm to twosing, if he on overly

what you want I know what you'll say
And I know I'm gonna give it to you anyway
Let's just start again we don't have to fight
But if it's only playing

Casey's Last Ride

Oranger

Don't Let the Bastards Get You Down: A Tribute to Kris Kristofferson

2002

stumbles as he's leaving and he wonders if the reason
Is the beer that's in his belly, or the tear that's in his eye

"Oh!" she said, "I suppose you

shoe
Leave you without a thing in front of you
And then act like it’s a fight just to prosecute
Never leaving your yard like a prostitute
Fuck the tax