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a double-take gotta see that shit again
Girl, I know I ain’t your only fan
But it’s all for me shorty
Drop that ass back for me shorty
Make that ass clap for me

I Got What You Want

Dangerous Dame

I Got What You Want

and do the mixin
More time for that when I get through with the rap
And makin em clap and snap and pat my back
The style, lyrics and flow is what you lack

Conversation Intercom

Soulwax

Much Against Everyone's Advice [Bonus Disc]

1999

But it comes out all wrong
CONVERSATION INTERCOM
You say what I see still
You speak in different tongues
.......
Clap your hands and you know what

Dunno what to tell you
I know that I failed you
I know what you think
Couple of years have gone by
Hope that my worth ain't the same when i die
Know that

the smoke, but you niggas never @ me
Stupid sayin' you wanna clap me and that you blast heat
Only poppin' you really doin is for that acne
I'm sendin' back ya

flick em off
Pay ticket cost the complaining it made we wicked soft
I clap cheeks like back hands from Van Dam
Feed masses off the back of a chariot,

To cop more drop
Griselda Records bitch we winning
By a long shot (We winning nigga)
I don't rap beef with these rap niggas
I slap niggas teeth out they

homie with a Li
But you know I'm drivin' a car
It's calls fucking Jeep E
But you know
Me sit is benz on my back(uh)
And I gonna go home
With the clap

And if that nigga don't wanna help, fuck it
Do it by yourself
But put in effort to better your situation
If not for y'all, then do it for the baby

(Let me tell you how I died)
My life was taken by a man who could finally get the best of me
An occasion to rejoice; the spinning coin had finally

And chip me

Dreams of riding in a Bentley 
Tryna make that shit reality 
Tired of working fuccing jobs
Getting hated by the faculty
Wanna live my life,

gods
I worship to the audience of one
KING of kings and LORD of lords
I don't spit for claps personally don't like applause
I like my flesh weak it keep

tons with the zeros
M's split by my people's, still boss for the people
Stay bless for my kin4, stick around Benz weepos
10 Geez on that wristo
More guns

Fifteen spark
Drop pon tar (yeah)
Drive-by inna car (ah)
Mash up like glass (yo, Ridwaan)
Eastsyde we nuh laugh
You fi know tek life to we heart

have a nigga stumbling

She nasty, told her catch me
Send me the addy, go straight to the backseat
T-Toting "sally"
Better clap me
Thots on my body, used

race
I drop the casket like I'm Darby Allin
I'm not spitting heat
Bitch I'm puking ashes
I start the fires when I'm fucken rapping
With gasoline by

black and white
Get it? Black and white?? Skip it, lemme get back to writing 
And by back to writing I don't mean writing songs, I mean writing wrongs

wiz
They don't know shit, they get hit with a mix of a kick and a clap
Fist and a slap
bitch if you mad
Just know how to act
When I hit you facts
Wordy

Now Y

LA the Darkman

Heist of the Century

1998

your brain tapped by forty-four caliber gats
It ain't like that, cats gotta learn to relax
If I let the gun clap, you have no wish, you're on your ass

of
Niggas that give a round of applause and clap rugers
Being in black cruisers sip drank outta fat coolers
And being in every Chinese restaurant like fat

pushin' pedals
We on different levels
Let me get that settled
(We on different levels
Let me get that settled)
Supersonic clap 'em with the metal
Leave his

prečo
Řekl bych pravdu, ste pro mě malý, apreso
Asi ses překlik, překlep big clap no klepeta
Zmrdi sou bez hlavy místo ní vemeno
Pod maskama držky jak

all there
I missed the young lady by only a hair
And then I took me a look, I said, "la-di-da-di"
A big fine girl, she had a hell of a body
Then she

Flow so hot I'm a chef when I bake rhymes
I don't want thots, I'mma flex when I skate by uh
Got a couple bars in my backpack
Got a new chain let it hang