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but my dick gotta switch,
And you get destroyed by D2, no defense, lil' bitch, whoa,

Bitch, I'm fuckin' ballin', I ain't talkin' bout my nut sack

from Jupiter
All of my flows they be stupider
I made ya bitch fall in love
She rolling w snubbs cuz she wanna
Do it up um whoa
Yea
My nigga a sticc ya

how you rap like dat? Take a seat lil' nigga that's facts
Swagged up but you're wack like bruh
Like 'em traps nigga way by far
Feed now lil' nigga feed

yuh
Wait, slow it down
Hot boy, go round for round
Eat the cake, do it by the pound
I get what I want and I want it now, yeah
This ain't no average shit

lil n**** we can go for it 
P**** n**** running acting like that n**** Forest 
Now that n**** lost why he looking like tourist 
P**** n**** mad why he

closing I gotta stay serving 
Exotic by only BInMedical 
That pressure, uh huh 
Playing chess and im five moves ahead of you 
Whoa, Guapo, Guapo, Guapo,

Here We Come

St. Lunatics

Free City

2001

now girl!
All over you baby girl, uh uh, cause we be
Vokal'd down from the sky to the ground
Sippin Alize, steady puffin on a pound
Hollerin whoa

Feelin' right You heard, whoa
Real Brooklyn Shit! Mean

I tightrope with my eyes closed
Make good friends and the right foes
I got grace and got

La La Land Lyrics
Writen and Performede By Aayel


Lil moma a dancer
Way she walk
And she talk
And she move
Let you
Know
She a boss
Yeh

the nights I stress
Whoa, whoa
Look at me now
All the promoters dun looked up their shoulders
It's a matter of time they'll be booking me now
Lil hommie tryna

haters
You know we doing well, well (well)
OK

Did the work, put the time in
Screech by I'm like Dustin Diamond
Now I got girls all across

on everything I know whoa
Know it's grind time so i grind grind grind think I'm going pro
Lil pistol I call ambition keep it loaded
I hustle i take it everywhere

it low.
Now I'm parked with the Nina,
In a Beamer with Terina,
We about to mask up and make these niggas hit the floor.


Weed rolled. (Whoa)
Man let's

girl
Come into my world
38127, shady vista by the stairs
Y O slash G O slash T T I slash
Get up on yo ass
W W W slash dot Gotti slash dot com
Check out

mad right now? You should see me when I'm pissed off
I got a purple Lamborghini. You should call me Rick Ross
Yeah, I'm the big boss. Yeah, I spit super

Showed a different Version of this love and
Now I hate it Told me I was basic, Bitch, say it again
I know I can sound like a dick, I Know I can talk a lil

to fake them out with a pump
On my Lil Jon with that crunk
Call my shooter up he gon' dump
Drop and give me them C Notes
Weigh them out by the kilo
Last

on this freestyle shit
They ain't want me to tap into that
But I did ho yeah I really really did hoe
Get your Lil Jon on and get low
Gotta be the FEDs what

Story
We now return to "Celebrity Apprentehh"

Donald Trump Impression now Lil' Jon
Why do you think your team lost?

Lil' Jon wHO WHAT!

Donald

glizzy, whoa, I gotta take my fye wherever I go
Shoot this bitch out turn it to a vigil, thirty clip on me, yeah, it's digital
I'ma shoot that lil' bitch

Used to sleepy, now it’s like they wanna be me
Nowadays I’m livin’ freely
(Aye! Aye! Aye!)

Foot on the gas, I swear I ain’t comin’ in last
She tryna

the bullshit from by me
Know Heeme mob with them killers behind me
Lil nigga don't make me start giving assignments
Got that bitch wet like Dasani
She wanna come

like she killin' me, my face An easy readin', whoa
I see myself runnin' back to back,
over that lil' cheating hoe
Man, I ain't surprised, nah
I ain't

eyes and ears
You left me why? It never was clear
Ain't no goodbye, now fuck it i'm here…
Crazy if you think it's fine by me (no, cause' you know it