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key, I be vibin' to the doe (vibe to the do')
Link up with my bruddas and we go rock out the show (then we rocck out the show)
Smell like some pranda

unless you with it
To step it up
Collect the bucks
And dance around the devils bluffs
How far I've came frm kicking dust
Wishing up for a world for us

these checks out my pocket
Guap in my hands

She love to do splits around me
She shaking that shit
That bitch love to dance

She show me some new shit
She

Young Dizzle back
And I'm bringin the cold
Pluss I brought dope
But don't play wit ya nose
Make it dance from the notes
While I crush it and roll
Light it

1, 2, 3, do eet
You lookin' at me, and ya think ya got it figured out
Thinkin' here comes another white boy who tryna spit it loud
He think he gifted

a clip
How many hollows
Do you wish
1,2,3,4
I bet I shoot this shit
Don't miss

Don't need a gang
Bitch I'm good by myself
If you catch me slipping
Won't

Get out of my way
wooo

Yeah, Yeah
I never cared for the drama
Same for the Gucci or Prada
I'm living Hakuna Matata
Like chilling, but still I ain't

I'm a gangsta
And the fact that I step
She wear my chain
Rap my songs
Sometimes I feel its myself
My son do his lil dance
As he say fuck the rest
I told

you waiting for buzz them in
We could all make a difference
Not too close keep your distance
Little by little that's how we do it
Not going to change in

Yo! 

Breakfr33

Ahh!

Verse 1:
One tuturu okwute tuo na isia
Fuck my ex girl, i dont miss ya
All my goons strap and we dont miss here
Incase abobi

this
When you got topless
You can slide or stay, be by my side always
But tonight I say
This ain't the time or place

Chorus:
Yo Rick whatcha doin?
We're

they could probably do a cash advance
And then I told my camera man that we should blow it all in France
Counting money, do my fucking dance
Girl I ain't

Truly Oski Boy live in the flesh 
And I ride with the best
Fresh like zest
Nigga get it off ya chest

I'm the best
Got finesse
When I'm coming down 
In

cup of folgers
Watch me break it down, these niggas love the way
I do my dance and if you wanna conversation
Nigga better to have them bands
Cuz money

firm in your faith
Time to do what He told ya
Hold up the 66 books stuck in the radio
Always trying to hit me with hooks, nope
Feeling my crew? Hallelu

jokes with a little bit of closure
Exposure I told ya I've never been a vulture
I bet a boy do a lot of shit for the culture

Same old me with a brand new

up and do a little dance
The Lilac Point gonna put ya in a trance
Just don't get attached, this ain't no romance
I don't really know where to go

shit to make you dance
And what you get is the best damn thing
To happen to this country since the moon landing
Since Tommy got dubbed by Eli Manning

life, it feels like you might be
Embellishing slightly
They high key jealous
Whether Margielas or Nikes
Ya don't need an intricate rhyme scheme
Or tight

move, shak, undi, shak, undi, shak
Feel the groove, feel it
Do what ya want but ya know ya got to be cool and boogie
Out on the floor, go down, bring

Step Daddy

Hitman Sammy Sam

The Step Daddy

we lived here by ourself!
[HMSS] What?!

[Girl]
Wash these dishes, take this trash out
Do my homework (I'ma stepdaddy girl) then I pass out (a

I might just hop in the coupe
Lil Baby I'm telling the truth
No top, I just chopped off the roof
They ain't gone do what we do
Don't like 'em they

Treat her like a fan (Treat her like a)
Make her do her dance
She up in a trance (She up in a)
Now she in my hands (Now she in my hands)
I might give her

every guy looks like me
That mental quota rollercoaster
Miller Lites on dirty sofas
Settle down before they ghost ya'
Quit it man just do you
Oh, by