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dummer
Hate get clipped like paul george
All the bodies in the morgue
Liquor getting poured heart sore
Black on black a dark horse
Sick of everybody trying

passing you
Heard I was on his ass, wouldn't even get to ask if I was after you
I'm respected by the ones who really make the ratchets move
Once they get

la, Oscar de la Renta
Godzilla Fisker, I wish a fuck nigga would
I got the stick tucked
Don't get your baby moms stitched up
I got the mink dragging,

​Ain't this that kinda life, even paul wall aint got the kinda ice
Live it up for the hype, baby girl lets get wild for the night
All I really wanna

a win win, nigga get the gin
Said she like a nigga rims, let’s take ‘em for a spin
Not by the hairs on my chinny-chin-chin


Baby you don't know what you

dollars on my head
Reaping what I've sown hanging by the thread
Duffle bag full of poles on the bed
Big sis trying to talk me off the ledge
Duct tape with

Short Summer

Joe Budden

2187 Hood Radio 47

2011

fooled by what's spewed bout they income
Lose some you win some
Perception, shit'll give you grey hairs and then some
Inception are you living a dream

I laugh to hide the pain
No tears fall keep'em inside
I can't stand the rain
Life is hard
Tempting to backslide
Surrounded by hurricanes
God's on my

Minds full of fantasy
I'm trying to prove something
But what's the point.
If no one ever listens.
Beautiful thing's
Get easily destroyed.
I'm feeling so

and trees Mary Jane seeds I learned the game day by day
It was passed down to me
Like a torch burn the flame add kerosene always looking for ways 
To get paid

on
True to the game and the love makes us strong
For every day trials and tribulations
You try to stop us, get rocked by the nation
See my forefront

Being Tired Yea, Baby Girl Fire, Had To Hit It One More Time Yea, She Get What She Desire, But Don't Never Think You Mine

[Verse 1]

I Cant Even Lie,

These niggas fed like Paul Blart
She embarrassed by the noise, I told her I love the sound when her coochie fart
Movin' fast, I'm switchin' lanes,

I MOVE ON THE LOW 
IM STACKING IM STACKING MY WAY TO THE BANK
SURROUNDED BY SMOKE 
SPEEDING THROUGH LANES GOT ME SPILLING MY DRANK
I GET IT I GET IT

ladies let me see you push your hand up /
Ram up...

Verse:
dancehall, roll call, stand tall, don't fall /
Party people get duttier than Sean Paul /
Back

Ayo JR, this your boy Mann
And let me tell you a story about
Me and this girl from my hood
Back in the day, Sean Kingston, sing it

She's my ghetto

switch
Get it in and get it gone, you ever hit a
Bitch so bad that she don't gotta go home
Finna ice 4Gz upon my neck, sponsored by Frozone
And I ain't

back in time 
If we could go back in time 
Love you in rewind

Written by Sean Troop

could tell that I'm a rare breed
She not rushing us by any means
But eventually she wanna marry me
I don't really mine, baby really fine
Dog gotta catch,

gon' melt you just like M&M's
Ain't Been to New York, but I'm dunkin' like Tim, you get robbed by some niggas in Paris like Kim
It's like me and twin

go AHHROO the gang get busy
Yeah gun smoke baby
Me and my niggas from the trenches
Yeah gun smoke baby
Me and my niggas getting bitches
Yeah gun smoke

fold up, origami
Put them all in Winnebago
Around the country, where did they go
Get this paper for as long as I can take it
I've been hypnotized by

Need a short girl who look just like Ari 
I need a fast car, something like a rari
I aint your baby daddy, take that shit to Maury
I'm up in the game

Follow the torch
God gimme the light and I’m Sean Paul
Keep charging forward
Yeah the heat is on
But don’t be alarmed
If you feel like head is spinning,