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Louie Vs, all designer, check my shoes ho
I got that fish scale swag
That's some good blow
I like my money coming fast
But that head slow
We

robbed him was icy than a bitch
Now he naked like a stripper
And wanna put some bread on
My head like a skripper

Everything on twenty-fours
A thousand

Lil Rondo
Cause she been passed around
I'm ballied down from head to toe
My team winning, bitch check the score
And that blunt on me cause I'm next

wit the shit
She head split's for me only

You ain't have no alibi
I've been gon' for three days
But I can't tell' em why
I've been movin nothing but

revolver to her head and
Told her to give me everythin’

Don’t make me run up on yuh ass (Run up)
Run up on yuh ass (Run up)
Run up on yuh ass
Broad daylight

to 'em daily (I did)
They say I got touched
(yeah) , Seven three make ten (TEN)
I spend a lot of time stuntin', Head?
I want ten (LEHGO)
I spent like ten

way you showed me
Nod my head, don't close my eyes
Halfway on a slow move
It's the same way you showed me
If you could fly, then you'd feel south

And blocked by shorties who known
For hashtagging curves matter
But it’s doesn’t matter
He’s got some head goblin bus
Girls at Red Robin
They bobbin with weaves

(ah)
Di-di-di-di-di-di-di-di (ah)
Woke up, fell out of bed

Dragged a comb across my head
Found my way downstairs and drank a cup
And looking up I

Nor show it to you, it's not the same kind 
 I'm drivin', drivin', drivin' my way 
  
 To lie to myself I don't feel like 
 To keep my head up should be

to the left
Chrome TEC put a dip in his chest
His face all fucked up, six in his vest
Grab his head, put a twist to his neck
Now that boy body built like a desk

if someobdy get hit
You don't know who did it extra long clip
That bitch shoot a whole two minutes
So go 'head
Tint ya whip like we don't know you in

Fighting with her past not to
Write another throwaway gimmick
But getting told that she’ll
Never be nothing, keeps leaking back
Chopping the head off the
Cat

I know that my Redeemer lives
What joy this past assurance gives
He lives, He lives, who once was dead
He lives, my ever-living Head

He lives

say it to myself congratulations

For all the times you been low
But you kept your head up
Had to make it on your own
So you made your own luck
(Made

the sun comes up
Head to floor keep your big mouth shut
Eat your breakfast on the ground
Work like hell 'til the sun goes down
Forty days of shotguns

changed since you i stand alone
But my double in the ground
I bow my head in silence
Commemorate the younger me
And everything's changed
Everything's

this automatic to your
Mouth like a muzzle
Back of your head all in pieces like a puzzle
Crash out, crash out
They gon make me crash out
Crash out, crash

skully, Gucci skully

G's on my shoes on my head and my pocket
I'm runnin' that check out no
Need for a doctor
I'm ridin that ghost call it phantom opera

When I wake up early in the morning
Lift my head, I'm still yawning
When I'm in the middle of a dream
Stay in bed, float up stream

Please, don't

he overcame greater
Played the game since beta
Memorized the frame data
In a single milf’s single car garage
Where he laid his head plus he
Was selling

in
And close them behind you
She be eating real fast but
She give me head slowly
And when she get on top it's looking
Like she’s in the bed doley
Not

Head Honcho 
  
 You Betta Live It Up Right 
 You Haffi Live It Up Right 
 You Betta Live It Up Right 
 You Haffi Live It Up Right 
  
 You Haffi Dance

innocent smile 
 A gray slob of stone lays next to his feet 
 And outside twilight sets in 
  
 Soft light descends on his head gently 
 Now the heaviness