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cool so I gave her my jacket
The heated seats came in handy on our way back when I
Put her in the coupe so she could feel the nice breeze
Put her in
somethin hit me
When it's poppin I breeze quickly
To ya door step if ya coppin at least 50
Never mix my feelings wit my dealings
I'm house shoppin' for wood
[witchdoctor]
Million dollars for a hit man
Hit man, hit man
Gotta represent, noise, noise, noise
[cool breeze]
What if your re-up was in this
Be nice to have a little breeze.
Breeze on by fuck the cops.
Do we have the cash? We don't have to talk that, hey hey
Get the fuck outta here with
Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!
Hit me with your rhythm stick!
I'm six feet tall and five feet thick
Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!
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his brother go to school at? Find out some more information
Bout that bitch and hit a nigga right back
Cause when it come down to the come down;
I'ma
information
'Bout that bitch and hit a nigga right back
'Cause when it come down to the come down
I'ma pull the motherfuckin' plug on him
Walk up to his
the shape I love to squeeze, looks that bring me to my knees
Oh please, let it roll tonight
I might be doin' more than fifty-five
Sit my baby right down by
Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!
Hit me with your rhythm stick!
I'm six feet tall and five feet thick
Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!
Bra Size
it's like a nine to five
I got my nina my fo'-heata beata by my side
I keep it tucked close when I'm on the West coast (West coast)
I keep it on post
Scared to death to go there (Yeah! Yeah)
Uh, throw the V's up for victory
GOAT when they mention me, dope era history
Gettin' violated, annihilated
I only
gone, three, four for a piece
My brother hit a lick for five, six keys
Now he got the same AP as me (yeah)
My brother got the same AP as me
I'm
Yeap, yeap okay, okay
Yeap, yeap okay, okay, okay
I double cup my lean
While I penetratin' your ho
Shorty Im twice as raw as you seen
By far
yeah
Some of that Beats By the Pound flavor, you feel me (you heard me)
Get your ice, get your cups, 'cause we 'bout to get fucked in here
You heard
it's like a nine to five
I got my nina my fo'-heata beata by my side
I keep it tucked close when I'm on the West coast (West coast)
I keep it
Just hit my line
When you wanna slide
We both catch a vibe
Just hit me when you wanna come and see me
So hit my line
Be ready by five
I'll be outside
I long for, the warmth of, days gone by
When you were mine
But now those days are memories in time
Life's empty, without you
By my side
My heart
I long for, the warmth of, days gone by
When you were mine
But now those days are memories in time
Life's empty, without you
By my side
My heart
16,
I first dropped when I was 16
Now the kid mean,
‘Cause a lotta dark shit seen,
I ain’t pristine,
I’m on a track then it’s a hit, clean
Staying by
It’s like ninety degrees
I can smell all their trees
Sun go by like a breeze
Daylight I try to squeeze
Each day ninety degrees
I’d like to go swim
somethin hit me
When it's poppin I breeze quickly
To ya door step if ya coppin at least 50
Never mix my feelings wit my dealings
I'm house shoppin' for wood
the fall just to feel that breeze, man
Hit the streets in the fall just to feel that breeze
Five years whole family going worldwide
Remember the days when we
clean in a chevy,dark skin mexican standind 5'4 put the pedal to the flow hear my glass backs roll hit the the corner with the passion on my way
We are in a bed, she’s really gone wild
Im in the pool, catching the breeze
She wanna know more about me
Crashed her defence by louis the v
Fuck her
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