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with windows tinted
And you know that Imma get it
You keep on call me crazy, yet I'm way more wavy
Smile jus like a baby, super fast Mercedes
Will I buy

It takes time baby, patience is the key, don't forget
Took me some time, had to chill and repent Now that I'm back and I'm happy, I'm rollin
I had

Yeah-yeah, yeah
Oh, whoa-whoa
(AYK)

Baby girl, what's the vibe?
Thinking 'bout you all the night
Picture of your skin tone pon mi mind
It's

in trenches
I follow my dreams and cuddle goals on my way to the top on god
Damn call me big drax
I don't spend money on drugs yeah i took my mama out

Only in the summertime 
Imma get a dollar sign 
Make sure my whole fam fine 
You know I'm about mine 
I can see the snakes spying 
Imma leave yo mama

on the Novocaine, don't matter if you bang
My mind is going crazy, my mama called it lazy Her little world was shaky, but I was

still her baby Some lessons didn't

whose baby ma was pro-life
Tried to raise the kid but they got him for his whole life
And now the boy is premed, welched on the student loan
Writing

all my brothers 
like this shit is going down boy
Baby
I never drowned in my sorrows
Hit the backstroke
He tried to play with me, as if my name was

of that back and forth and fightin'
Baby, this shit not tennis

I told my nigga Dizzy, no plan B
We start it and finished
Pour my cup up man I need my lean

(Level 35dav) (JT, on the track again)

FaceTime in love, it won't answer
You ain't my baby
I can't change your pamper
Sacrifices, I done made to get

feel no pain I lost my heart
I had to give it up
I'll give my soul to give my baby what she really want
Im goin 85 in a Bentley truck
I ain't never had

Hey Joe

Pocket Change

Golden

2000

man
Huh! and that ain't cool
Huh hey hoe, I heard you shot your mama down
You shot her down now
Hey Joe, I heard you shot your lady down
You shot

Put that on my mama
I'm young Stevie Wonder can't see niggas takin' my spot
Young niggas came up a lot
Young niggas came up a lot
Knew every nigga onna

get classy
A lot bitches wanna get nasty 
Get nasty 
Bit Take off yo clothes now

Bitch I wanna see you take off that robe now
Ooouu baby come over

(This is called evolution)
(Jlav, what you brewing up?)
Baby stop all of that nonsense
Something always on your conscience, yeah
Told lil' mama come

the sun will fall on you and burn your eyes out

Baby what's yo pleasure, ima pretender
Ya I could make that thang wet with just a lil pressure

Tell me do

the nights, we still ain't have a fling?
I could put you on, Ill show you how to sing
If you saying what I'm saying, is you proud of me?
Baby tell me why

I shoot my shot
You Know that it’s swish
Huncho league
Mama ain’t raise no bitch
Long live my daddy
Lost my grandma
Shit was tragic
But fuck Im off

to an eye and on the side of me
Mama was the lover pops had the mob ties homie
R I P My niggas gone and free the ones who got convicted
Through the misery

They gone fade away
Go get the money
Then stacc that shit
Like day to day
Got me booming like an 808
I work to get my mama straight
The general

Gettin' That

B. Smyth

Florida Files [Best Buy Exclusive]

2013

Smash on the radio

Oh (sexy) oh oh oh
(You so fucking sexy) oh oh oh
Oh oh oh (tonight baby) oh

I'm gettin' that
I'm gettin' that (so sexy)

This one goes out to all the real life lovers
The everyday hustlers and baby mothers
This is for the black queens staring at Mac screens
This ones

a Tirana
For real, no parla
Money pa mama y para lo' niño'
Mami no drama que sigo contigo
Requiero la grasa, le llamo al padrino
Haciendo billetes como

need, I need, I need some
I need drugs, I need love, come here baby, give me some, I'll take any I can take, damn
I called my mama last night, I told her