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Bootylicious

Sybersound

Party Tyme: Hot Hits, Vol. 2

2003

me tonight
Read my lips carefully if you like what you see
Move, groove, prove you can hang with me
By the looks I got you shook up and scared of me

call it in the hood
Well look man I was talking to my boy Johnny
My boy Johnny, he told me he said
Niggas is hatin on you man.
And you know what I told

I am a menace
Got so much drugs I'm a chemist
Look down on me I'm offended
My rims ain't rented
Look at my wrist, it's authentic
My gene is branded

The car start without a key
Fake love pops out the dark when it's R-IP
(I swear) every time I look in the mirror
It's a star I see (A star)
HBK in 2010,

on a clothesline
Cocaine plane, this whole thing just took a nose dive
With no signs of gettin' right, you just up and left
I thought you were down, now it's like

stay humble
Coming from a place
Where I come from
You don't see twenty three
You know times changed
When they got
The block jumping
On Noble Street
Still

spitting to the shadows
Waking up early just to write now, ay
Even though my work is still sitting in the shadows
They don't even see it half the time now,

the bait like a fish that was your fall down
I made too much cheese when I was in the trap
Never show love look where that got me at

Streets hot niggas walk

put his head rite on a pillow
Ain't get out they rolled down the window
Shit look like he got bit by a hippo
What the fuck did they use when they hit yo

Breakthrough

Hank Mobley

Breakthrough!

1972

Up Your Eyes And See, What These Streets Have Done To Me

Mr. Porter:
From The Day I Was Born, I've Been Hustle'n Strong
Been Strugglin' Since

down
As the world spins round and round
It's so easy to get caught up
In negativity, you'll drown

Don't compare to no one else
You can only be yourself

killers, boy, you soft as Barbie Niggas keep that trash and they mop
Let them eat the garbage, down by the block I got brains, I was smart as Harvard
Rollin'

nuggets
Love it, drive with snapped ID, lad
Shut it up like a Black Eyed Peas rap
This ain't no Fergie-Ferg
Burn your first beat down till the black
I beat

Im getting the bag then I go
I suffer from lack of the sleep
While I pattern my life
I can only write bout what I know

I get it By any means
Not

fuckin' on the first date yeah

About a month back
Met by accident so I called it a love tap
She know it's true out the
Blue like a fun fact now she down

Here we go jumprope with intestines
Sky high like investments
Splash down with the blood puddles with
No brain booze coming back up
Double-time like

Premonition

Lute

Like Butter

2018

I got a friend who little brother infatuated with guns
I tell him "watch yourself, for that you know what comes"
Two shots to the lungs 'cause some

You just like the rest now look at what you did to me
I ain’t with the bullshit you was never solid girl
Only trust a full clip they ain’t even bout it

I know You'll let go, uh!

See, you know, you gotta hold on, like
When you' feelin' just left alone
When you' feelin' by yourself
When you' feelin'

Bootylicious

Sybersound

Party Tyme Karaoke: Pop Mega Pack

2009

me tonight
Read my lips carefully if you like what you see
Move, groove, prove you can hang with me
By the looks I got you shook up and scared of me

And I'm walking out the 6 I got 3 chains that's triple VV
You could catch me in a beamer I'm with pino catching 3 peats
And I see she coming back like I

the streets lead from what you been telling me
But lately it been harder for me almost everyday
So instead of trying to chase the money I bow down and pray
God

evidence
A decade of decadence
Making it look effortless
You know what we on, like every time
So I'm Elon without the grime
Through all the lines I define

the ground level, we moving to the top
No matter what dey do nigga we never gon stop
We shot down all the mic make it sound like a gun shot
Whatever you doing