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hit the floor and make a nigga do the square dance
Tell him bring the whole gang I don't need no fair chance
I see him watching me I'm waiting do it if

scream n’ shout my brain
See me smokin' dope then I flip and make it rain
Goth bitch all black got my shoes on with the flame
Went to hell and back still

A Kiss

Bad Meets Evil

Hell: The Sequel

2011

fly though
Y'all niggas be whining, I should call you Moscato

Look down at the floorboard
It looks like someone left a pair of stiletto shoes in my

Get, on my wave, cause you know just how I rock 
Know, how I dance, in the crowd I might just hop
All, on my clothes, at my house she trying to stalk

I bless her like the reverend
She bout to repay for her sins, no confessions, look
Just don't get upset when she lie to your face, say she out with

bitch, slim thick, no shots
Bad-ass bitch, wanna play with my Glock
Bad-ass bitch, wanna ride my cocks
Sad-ass bitch, wanna fuck, no socks

Tell my

tapped by the feds, I can't even fix my lips up to say shit
If she ain't givin' me head, I ain't entertaining no conversation
Bitch I'm cryin', bitch I'm

ex bitch went fucking insane
My good man got locked in chains
For my fam I'd proudly trade it all
All the Shoes Money Clothes and the Raw
Had no money

homie? Nigga no offense (Nigga no offense
See like a prophet, you hop on a beat and I top it, I see that you don't even dance (I can see you don't even

Star of County Down

The High Kings

Live in Ireland

2016

be surely there
and I'll dress my Sunday clothes
With my hat cocked right and my shoes shon bright
for a smile from the nut-brown Rose
No horse

I no get full stop

Dem touch touch by force
They comot young john
They nack her by force and
Still shot her and run
Them start to dey rob
We da road

Got me high
I'm booted and I'm drunk like skunk
Can't complain
Surrounded by bitches with good brain
Got me showing my white teeth
And no, they ain't

your advances
I wake up every morning with some demons to dance with
Put my dreams on a canvas, I'm just keepin' it candid
Dawg
No more games
I'm tired

That hoe came with baggage
My car too quick can't tag it
Every work I flip I bag it
Her shoes from Givenchy in Paris
New foreign I whip that McLaren

bounce 
One holding me by the side NT please one more round 

Hands in the air take two steps
Hop back that’s a jumpy dance
One hunnid with the vibes, lit

your thot, cause she giving birth
To my babies, no I'm not claiming
But never plan b'ing, stuck with plan a and
Winning with the team and, fueled by

Lil Sum Sum

Do or Die

Headz or Tailz

1998

the back
got the good game from the breeze and the macks
to the mall and yes, gotta ball, gotta dress
domp hat with the rest
head shoes and the vest clothes

wired
Hop in the V
Cause she wanna ride
Ain't getting no sleep
But I'm feeling fine
Woke up in a dream
And I'm feeling fly
Off of the green
And she by my

All Night All Right

Peter Andre

Bop Boys

1998

up
While your posted in position by the speaker
Yu could be out on the floor with Tamika tryin' to freak her
Peter better go grap Janet
And don't

Drain a bottle of wine, no need to smoke the leaves
By the end of that show you'll blow yourself to bits

You are a real drum machine
You make me

Dem Jeans

Jermaine Dupri

Dem Jeans [Instrumental]

2007

me what you like?
Coach bag with the shoes to match, forget the price
Marc Jacob shades, 50 karats all ice
Model in dem jeans for me, luxury, now

Dem Jeans

Jermaine Dupri

Hoodstar

2006

me what you like?
Coach bag with the shoes to match, forget the price
Marc Jacob shades, 50 karats all ice
Model in dem jeans for me, luxury, now

Yeah
Fresh
You played me for the last
Mother fucking time bitch
Yo
No
I don't wanna roll with you
Sorry girl
But you know it's true
I got the proof

everything's amazing

Juliet I'm waiting for you
After midnight
By the river
I'm living in sentences
Hope I don't kill the chemistry
Darlin' I'm a sinner
With