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Fuck all the girls 
Think of your daughter and give her the world
Show her there’s no giving up when the odds are against you so all of her dreams can

99 Bottles of Beer Lyrics BY: D-Black

1st verse
I knew this player name Heineken his Boy Corona/
Old foster ran a juke joint on the corner/
Colors

it's been stepped on
Like three times, they've got weak lines
Dead lines, they've got no shots
These shots at me? I mean, these swines
I grew up in

round me with filthy feathers
Don't like all dirty birds you ain't no falcon be my pleasure
To skeet shoot not skeet skeet get you away from me
You not

a secret in this world, but would that complete your order?
HELL NAW
Girl fuck that nigga
And I’ll be got damn, Ima hurt that nigga
Ima call his mama, “Yeah

from the seamstress
Sowing up the game any way that I see fit
Been a lot of drama round my way, that's memeless
So I keep the bars real hot, like the tee

the east
So I can't fuckin miss
Shoot my shot
Hit the mark
Like motherfuckin Drake
From the bottom I start
Like I'm a dog
I'm bite and I'm bark
Fuck up this

mi cuerpo muerto'۝    Our hero said '''S'_ - esto no es muy dif'_cil'۝  Then he shot so fast it looked like his hands were holding still  With his

your Misses 'round here
She'd go missing 'round here
If you're a big shot you get pissed around here
If you're a boss there, you're a midget around

asap all I'm saying
Girl let's face it, know that body potent something like that venom (Like that venom)
Got me trying to figure how you fit that denim

I know you like it when I talk my shit on my songs
So Imma talk my shit
This ain't nothin but a seed baby
I wonder if you heard the first one
(You

how it has to be

Nonmonetary society
Money, the future of the world
The mission for all boys and girls, as plans unfurl
It is the motive, the driving

winnin'
So they bringin' up cap
Most of they homies is not livin'
Put some shots in 'em
Now that boy wanna rap (Boom boom)
All of my oppas be dry snitchin'

how yuh face lookin dreamy
And how yuh move yuh body mek my eyes gleamy
This is for every girl around the world believe me
Dem a rush to shift di clutch

fucka aint get no play
By the look you got prolly CP on your PC
But you got VPN so FBI cant see
You might have little girls cryin' and shit
But

Screw you from all of us who have been caught in your noose, fuck
It all feels like a flashback
But this pen's emotional hazmat
That'll take more shots

lifestyle a movie
Don't bring your girl
If she not bad like Riri

My demons jigi with me
Ain't backing down
I hope they don't leave me
From now till sun's

the shit, but I got more in my mind!
If you heard that green and yellow cd
You bout love a lil nigga!
You a girl, in this thug world
You might wanna fuck

by choice
Cause niggas turn their backs
Like judging the voice

Now girl suck my dick until
That shit hit's your voice
Then run and tell your friends

world
That's a given
Take what i want
I don't need your permission
Ol' girl had to leave
She ain't play her position
Does she realize what the f*** she is

I'll grab my girl and we'll hang ourselves with serrated rope we'll find your house hide in the drawers piece by piece we will cover the kitchen just

got girls that wanna be Yoncés
But JC's way beyond them

I'm still waiting on some patience
Contemplating on these favours
Working like I got a major

bout to slide
I gotta bring my girl I keep my shooters by my side
If I'm being honest That's the reason I'm alive
You cuffing on a hoe that probably

still love him, we know it ain't work
I start to lose my mind and please the world, but I know I ain't perfect
My mama call my phone like, boy, what's