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Paul-Henri
Still jump off the Deep end
Eighth of these shrooms
So you know I'm not sleepin
Not trusting these niggas
They TLC creepin
Bring up the money

dont make me come get ya
And bitch if I spazz everybody go miss ya

Stop doin dat, sending them threats get whacked, by da pack
Stop acting like i dont

can't save a bitch even though that my, my cape long
I came with this smoke, bitch you knowing that my vape strong

Now I get money, heard these bitch ass

but they Buss down can't do no relations 
My goal is to run it up tell me Why they keep hating 
I'm Feel I'm by lonely
Dat fuu shii don't condone me

kind of hoes
Cause they messy
Hoe be gettin mad but you
Never could address me
Im the hottest bitch around
Fuck who ever go againt me

He gone by them

like Rihanna where fently 
I grab da work/strap in get busy
My pockets fatter than Lizzy 
I got Purp by da pound dats plenty 
Got a hunnit some rounds

I used to sit by the store
I couldn't get no swishers
But bitch I was still having smoke
It's me vs me
Just dropped NoCapOnIt 3
I'm back in the stu'

dope dude
Threw 22's on a fucking old school
I'm just playing by the rules
Club turnt up
Gotta do the damn foo
I'm always in a get money fucking mood

Aren't y'all always truckin'
Aren't y'all always truckin'
Is that dog food
What up, doggy? Lock it up

This is a place built by my doggy
Sheesh, two

the Bat crack pussy
Imma give ya crew sumthin to Laugh at pussy
Imma hit wit dat bitch on my Last lap pussy
Love to to be a witness of a Drive by love
No

can't be closed
I'm doing the dash when I get on the road
Can't fuck with these niggas they just gon fold
I'm stacking that money until it get old
Put

designer  
Im bad n I'm boujee 
 
Ran up my money 
You know I get to it 
Act like a fool 
Butchu know what you doin 
Don't fuck with people 
Who pickin

Said she wanna make money
Tell dat bitch make only fans
Premi-snap u giving box for free should charge a fee for that
My customer gon start the car

boy up to god
By a bitch
I'm on that silly shii
Old McDonalds
Had a farm
But that bitch there
On some scary shit
I can't fuck wit her
That hoe a lame
We

some lonelies
And get em stuck up by the homies

She straight from the M
Meridian where nobody friends
But everyone cousins in case they really need you

Short Summer

Joe Budden

2187 Hood Radio 47

2011

fooled by what's spewed bout they income
Lose some you win some
Perception, shit'll give you grey hairs and then some
Inception are you living a dream

clever
Put it back on his hoe, check her
Had to pillage my home
I cant pick up my phone
And they say they some dome steppers
And they say they throw salt,

wagon, knowin' fellas be flaggin' & frontin'
Hopin, by keepin' her gear, wear, & hair dope &
Some really Big Willie nigga'll dig her and get open
And give

Cash That I Got

Swishahouse All-Stars

Day Hell Broke Loose, Vol. 2 [Bonus Chopped CD]

2001

and I'm all so fly
Hoes bop when I pass by 'cause they know I'm a fly guy
Show my grill and your stuck still she a han cap(handicap) and I'm a fuck her

I just came from the streets I don't glorify it
If you've ever seen the shit I did you'd be horrified
Now I get birds for a regular show like I'm

a piece I ain’t tryna test ya
I’ll tell ya she a freak but dat hoe ain’t nothin special
I got player tendencies girlfriend got me by my webos
if you wit me

the quarter
Ounces of weed go by the 16
I can even get the water
Trappin and rappin
I make the funds become legit
Master P in this hoe
Bout it bout it
Make 'em

je met je crew omgaat
Boodschap die je geeft
Ik heb umh, diep respect voor jou jongen
Een diepe buiging

Money, power, respect
Balanceer dat, want dat

ain’t bout respect then I really don’t get it
Shit is above me I’m all about riches, I’d rather get money and fuck with deez bitches, no pity

Running