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Man it's time to get heady
Letting loose the confetti
Making a bet
Triple threat
Ed Edd and eddy
The dance floors ready
The bass feels steady
Imma

You can leave wimmie lil' baby
Do ya dance the way you like
Smoke all you like with me lil' baby

Be yourself,
Yea you  gon' take flight tonight with me

You do what you do, but my family stays right here with my family’s Family 

He is the image of 
The invisible God 
All things were created by Him

up, and hop out, and do my own thang
Ain't nobody fucking with me yeah I'm in my own lane 
Bitch you know I'm puffin' sticky, yeah I'm talking propane

the building sitting
Higher than the balconies whoa
Big Important this is way large
Do it
Cause im doin my dance on em
Got 120 on his radar
Prove it
Cause im

just about to dance when you turned the beat down
So I've got nothing to do with my hands and feet now
But curb stomp your enthusiasm
Wild out
All up in

be failing all ya
I'd rather whip your stupid ass than call your parents on ya
PTSD, they see a e, and they get paranoia
Ain't no apple on my desk

wasn't near ya I wasn't there

Watch it
See the line you're crossing
Caution

My hands are tied nothing I can do
I been pretty slack to tell the truth
How

I let a hollow tip hit ya neck
Clip is extended
But this bitch can't disconnect
Serve 'em like Wifi and
Fuck up your internet
This ain't no drive-by

from the slums we came so we never gonna retire
Got the money on my mind yeah
Got the gucci prada designer
For this side we ain't giving up life is

(Rell)
We popping bands, yea
Shawty do ya dance, yea (do ya dance)
She in her stance, yea
Busting out her pants, yea (bustin')
We advanced so her
Lifestyle

Still on top that ain't up for discussion
Brodie tapping ya top like its nothing
He in love with a bop oh he bugging
They wan' know how I do it, I does it

on the missing pages from the bible
Cause what I say is final till my last dance like Michael
Hold the title with a rifle rap disciple I will snipe you
Me I like

Meticulous with words like numbers are to ya'll accountants 
I'm counting on the final count down to do my dirty work 
They get on stages just to dance around

tryna call truce
But these bitches out here and they
Left right left move ya hands
Step by step not too fast
She gon dance up on my lap
Working man in

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I'm so conceded I needed the ziti
That's mine
Im greedy believe me I'm Gucci so fly
A media immediate threat to ya life
I had to kill it like

either 

Never that impressed by the guys like you 

Hatin' ass mind when the vibe glide through

Never been present in the moment, I see 

Never seen

when I'm on the dance floor
Cause I know what I got to stand for

Do the right thing, keep the shit real
But don't sell out, yea
Know it can be hard, I

too, that's right
Yeah, they be treatin' me right, them The only white folks
I be givin' my bands to, bitch
I just chill with ya hoe, got her up in That

Climb on top ah ya roof an tell em “Robin Kasi finally here”

Back on a mission
From a break in transmission
I feel it there’s something different like I

a new chop and it came wit a beam
Like bro what who is he ?
Bro got the strap get to dumping from deep
No scrubs TLC
Bro gonna walk on ya block he gon

Can't Change Me

Devin the Dude

Chopped and Screwed

2004

nigga knew that you do butt naked dances 

And runnin my bath and rubbin soap on my feet 

Smokin my meat  while I'm smokin a sweet 

And we losin

groovin)
Let me get a rewind
(Struck by cupid I’m about to lose it)
Now I see why you been lookin for me
Is there more that you could show me
Que
Que
Que
Ya

let it all go on the dance floor
Someone complained to your landlord?
You say that you're toast if he comes by?
What the fuck do you think we make jams