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can’t dance more
Had to make a couple racks, on my lonely
Gon give it to ya uh
Lil bad mama, gon give it to ya
Your lips so fire, and em hips don’t lie,

no problem
I just wish you're by my side
I don't care if I'm gone die tonight
I just really need you by my side
Cuz You just make me feel so loved
I

to follow
I just got devoured and swallowed (Yeah)
Look at how short we have fallen
Feel like I'm walking on water
They wanna sell what I offer
Taking

imma control her
Like PS controller
I got the ps
And she go lower
Na mean
Imma Pan African not Idi Amin but
Kwame Toure Selassie
Our leaders don't wanna

think I see the horizon
If it's outta ten, get a nine out it
My music, you know I'd die by it
This bitch wanna leave me, then bye bye
I could wait, but

at me 
 Gigantic eyes 
 What does he want from me? 
 Does he wanna shit into me 
 Or just kiss me 
 I don't trust in creatures 
 Like him 
 Don't hurt me

off
Hop off
This car
Your stop
Is on
My lot
Do that
For my block
Ey
Run it back
Ey
I don't wanna be recognized
All these people full of lies
They don't

on the 9 be on ape shit
Copper said I'm guilty by associating
Please dont make no brash decisions
Ghost ride the whip tryna be what casper isn't
I done

of us had to die today
I don't think I've let you won
I just let my soul fly away

Cause I got a lotta love but I don't wanna brag about it
Cause the only

up with this shit
Fuck you weak lil pigs
Vote for corporations
It don’t matter who the president be
Corruption all I see
You get fucked
By

high, high
Higher, high, higher
Higher, high, high

I wanna see you go low, babe
Mi wanna see you go low, babe
Just bring it down low, low, babe

every foreign we rollin got that sky view
Its a few postions that i wanna try too get ya sexy ass naked by the bayou  i wont lie to,whoa
This a red carpet

A song for her in Amsterdam

Im so fucked up
I dont even need your love
Chase me in my dreams, oh god
I just wanna see you laugh
Girl you got me so fucked

hand It's a personal slap
I won't stand for that
Don't purchase the crap
In a traffic jam reverse it's a trap
I'm at the end of my rope with minimal hope

Yeah
All alone and by myself
All I think is you
The pendant on my chest can feel my heart ache
No I'm not okay
I wanna see you
You running out

Battle for the upper hand
We just need to understand
You stand up for yo friend, while I die by lawful command
Still feel like three 5ths of a man
Kill me,

my crew
It don't matter red or blue

Bitch I'm sliding with my slimes
You know just how we riding
I told them its bout timing
That red eye bitch Im

shot demarcus cousins
Silver dolla steak for lunch and
And The dollas keep on coming
I Flip it turn into something
It was times I was running
Now I don't

like lightning my nigga I ain't got flex it
All of these niggas are fakers and haters they all over twitter they capping
None of my niggas get played by

that i fail then I hope that you die
I know the real prevail
The fake goin goin flop
You June Cortez
You aint the guy
This hammer on yo head
You aint

can't even lie we stand on business, we don't play by the rules
You try to fuck with us nigga, we gone pull up with them tools
Bitch I stand on business

about my need
All you wanna do is to get me on my knees
I'll never text you cause I know imma die

How do you do that shit, babe babe
How do you do that

the world bout to end so before we all die
I gotta get myself right
Yea
Keeping good company
I'm in a place where I wanna be
We out here just tryna function

hugh hef you a jerk go reject 
My nigga shoot like heat check some
People die for respect i should  be
Sponsor by nike when i do it its a check

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