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bang! bang! (that's what I showed her)
Hey! make way for the drill team!
Hey! and the party we will bring!
Hey! make way for the drill team!
She ain't

broad day, no ski mask shit
Walk him down, hit his nose, mr.closed casket

With my nigga Zombye, everything exotic
With a lil freak, and she like

Jahmari 2 in the works my nigga i'll See ya later
Bitch I'm bout my green I'm talkin Bout the paper
Young maker, yeah lil nigga I'm mr Beat taker

dear I could not understand
'Cuz I never been the gambling man
But for you lil' baby I'm more than able
To push all my chips on your table

Hey Mrs Lady

You don't wanna give it away

So, hey there cowboy
I need a lil' love
And I'm a ride or die
So, baby, giddy up

You can't understand it
I'm so

an after party in your body

Tell me why why
Every time I come your way
You just dey pass me by (You just dey pass me by)
You just dey pass me by (Pass me

Let me see your hands up ここに
集まれば誰だって Family
Thank you × 3
So much for coming
1つになっちゃおうぜ
Everybody say ah yeah
もっともっと聞きたいぜみんなの声
Say party
Without

GET ON THE FLOOR (HEY THERE MR DJ)
(Written, Produced,Performed by GROOVE STATE)

Hey there Mr DJ,
Get get get get on the floor
Get get get

I wanna show off very
Get a lil stary
Get a lil haha
You know how it goes
(Let's party in the summertime)
(Let's party all night)
All night
All night

and your bars straight shit too
Wait, Uh, Look look that’s a bar by the way
And yes you can meet me by the bar by the way
One of everything, Mr Chardonnay

me feel like I'm a dentist (mhmmm)
I'm a menace on the block Mr.Wilson I'm Dennis (you heard)
I could drop anytime lil nigga independent (uh huh)
In

Record Haters

E-40

Things'll Never Change [US]

1997

a limosuine everywhere you go and fly private planes
that's what I was taught to do
by my big homie thou
you can always be a nigga, 
but a nigga ain't rich

Go 2 Sleep

Three 6 Mafia

Word of Mouf

2001

and halves, if we beefin' I blast
You sleepin' I laugh, ask Tip, I'm off the rip
I had this hoe who talked too much, I had to off the bitch
2-0, Mr. Crayola,

I'm just tryna live
It is what it is
Looked at my wrist
The ice is glistening
Mr. Nike call me Chris
The checks is coming in
Cp3 with the assist
She

Play a ting called "Trash and Ready"
Written by Mr cat the Wild Apache
The man called
The greatest selectah ah di equator
Can't cross the border cah

fit, man I feel like I'm famous
Real Mr. Put It On
Fucking yo bitch and she sing my songs
Feel just like Uzi, my money long
I get way too high, man

started
I brought the stick in the party
I got your bitch on the Molly
I got your bitch out of body
Do what you want when you poppin, I got it
I need bout

While I hit my lil one two
While I hit my lil one two
Watch me hit my lil one two
Baby I see you up in party
You staring at me
And I'm staring at you too

find someone shoutin' poo-poo
I was chased by a sex-crazy pair of cuckoos (ah)
Daughter wanted me to meet her milf
Married woman with the cheater

di 40
Me ah roll with some Haitians, sak pase?
Get paid in six figure, tell a bitch nigga
"Next time please address me by mi last name"
Mr

Somebody Gotta Die Tonight

The Diplomats

More Than Music, Vol. 1 [Clean]

2005

Vamoose gotta go 
I visit Peru, just to canoe 
Witnesses vision is too, They Mr. Magoo 
Who, You, Me, Oh, I'm Killa Bitch 
Hustler that's all and that

a fuckin orgasm

Uh, wet dreams, see through my vision
Your bitch is missin, she with the nigga
Fly nigga, too exquisite she want be Mrs
I'm single, one

No Matter What

Mase

Double Up

like, I just grab one
Party and bullshit, book trips have fun (Come on)

Get paid, get money, get dough (That's right)
Get laid, get honeys, get low

I know, way that me steady killing me show Ina their party killing them shows the make them kolo
Mr DJ switch it open and close
Follow the riddim