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steal my style
I used to clean up on aisle ten, now it's PJs to the isle
This lil' cougar on my trail bad, bad, yeah, she been on a prowl
My new

a foul
Yeah the devil real bad he been wantin' me to fuck up
He been in my head since I was a lil' child
Yeah my life been really crazy it's been really

to see your head covered in pins
Walk up on me and get torn into bits
If he call me by, "Lilo," I'll give him a stitch

I'm big stepping, ho, I'm

the bank
It don't pay to baby don't show up
But know what?  Better catch me fore my price go up
I'm a hoe slut for the dough but, I want the paper
to come,

or nah
Hook it up for the minaj
I'm finna fuck on your brawd
Kuz she like how I rock

She like how i rock
So lil shawty trying to roll
She like how I'm

gotta save me 
 
I had made some dirty money
Then we clean it up 
I just copped some Cartier's
Cause I done seen enough 
I just stepped inside the house

that you're fake
You keep asking, I just tell you
I don't want friends anyways
It's alright when I pull up
On yo' man anyway
I will fight when I pull up

the lab, I get too committed
Exhibiting true precision
I'm targeting youth to listen
So listen up close you'll miss it
I'm hiding peace in the pain
I'm

and then He saved the day

She said she got a zodiac sign, man, I'm out
Mine's the cross, throw it up
Jesus walks with me, no doubt
Scream and shout if you

baby roll up this..
Hold up check me out
Now you know tha police nem hate my car
And tha color of my skin they dont like by far
Them stereotypes I dont

bad in the rest
She stay by my side, she down for the slide Shorty from Cali, she throw up the West
I'm from the Jerz, we play with them birds My team

ashy
Bet not ask me if I miss you
I don't, bitch, quit askin'
This PS3 sit right by me on the couch, I'm
playin' transit
I miss how it was games

father is Bruce Lee, 'cause when I pull up, these bitches got nothin' to say to me
Now I'm runnin' it up, while you gettin' allowance, lil' nigga, ain't

on my Pigeon Boy Shit
Yeah that Pigeon Boy Shit
Where he at, oh he perched up
It’s Friday so he turnt up
Fly nigga, and he slick tho
But he ain’t tryna'

I pray it rain bows
We gone pull up let it bang bro we ain't the bang bros
I've been looking at this life shit from a different angle
One day imma die

show me
Family in my ear, but don't realize they don't know me
Took a V-card and passed it back, because you groupie

Nigga, wanna slide i ski up ,

that Louis V
Bitch wanna call me now
Don't call me now
Your pressed
I'm doing me
Yea
I Throw this cash a lil
Heard your shit
It's trash Forreal
Yea
I got

Girl, I can tell by the way that you watching me
That you won't fuck me, so baby, don't stop
She like the way I pull up in the carlin
But when I

my wrist, yeah
Chrome in this bitch, them bullets make them twitch, yeah
Friends with benefits, lil' shawty on my dick, yeah
Live by consequence, hit

It's K
Got a freaky little bitch and you that she suckin
I'ma pull up with guns and keep on bustin
I pull up to the block, you know that I'm stuntin

a’lil wasabi   
Flipping the work in the lobby 
Call me mister habachi 
Haters stay talking that kaki 
Fuck it the fit is Versace 
Niggas are mad cause

Hit the strip club make it rain what
Got lil t pain and me
Inside do it when I got anything to me
So up top where da goose at
To this ride I
To the spot

ount know you
whole lotta butt put her in the truck so I can beat beat it up beat beat it up lil momma so bad and she know dat I got a lotta cash and she

straighten shxt out, kinda like 6 o'clock
Mossberg in the crib its right next to the glock
Cuz I value my life, aint no beef with no oops
Grew up by Baisley