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On the very first night 
Snow came to fall
Children and nutcrackers 
Run through the halls 
I know a baby 
His name so sweet
For my life would not be

I'm comin for the top, homie try & stop me
We goin' all out, even off course
So destined for greatness, yes of course!
Well let the truth be told
Ya

run it up
Got a sweet thang on the tuck
Couple G's up in the truck
On the passenger side if we see a fuckin' scrub
Kinda quiet but that silence turn

run so fast
Imma keep my faith
Until I take my last breath
Imma call on your name
Yes sir

Hot
You already know what it do Baby
One take
Jesus gang
JAW$

DRUNK IT

Theme: Doing something great by getting slightly drunk that you normally couldn't or wouldn't do.

Verse
I checked her out at the bar out

came to represent

Lesbofication, infatuation
LGBT, we run the nation
Lesbofication, worldwide, a declaration
You see these titties and I know you're

Versace, Versace
Medusa head on me like I'm illuminati
Hold up
Whoa baby
All I rock is Old Navy
All the swag rap make a nigga just go crazy
Make

Becky want the bone
So when I hit her line I know she waiting by the phone
Ring ring
Baby you gone answer
My new bitch she a dancer
I might teach that hoe

move
Chess move, and it's bound to me my best move
Yes you, looking sweet like a hi-chew
But for one second let me run something by you

Keep doing this

Team members 
Young niggas chasin bags 
Who the fuck is you 
What the fuck you staring at 
Yes we be them niggas 
We don't even gotta brag 
W$ on my fits

You and I know that we got the power to fight back
With that whole heart feeling

I got the power and the punch like i'm Pacquiao
Step to me comin

At the club lookin at behind
Get a couple of drinks, get me to unwind
Run away from a fight, wasn't how I was designed
The flow is mine, here by myself doing it

I'm all up in her stomach
Here by any measure
Pleasure party baby pretty Ricky
See the track like it's the city
Chassis light so I know you not getting

Oh you don't wanna play squash you wanna eat squash  Yes man yes  
Aight thats cool we can go eat some squash soup I know a really cool deli around

you tired livin' by the quarter mile
Niggas know me every time for Mr. Exit 65

Yeah, 6-5 we ride on, 24's we slide
Through the eastside, despise

Ghetto

The Dayton Family

F.B.I.

1996

streets, so I run with the ghetto mob
They give me a ghetto check, three dollars that's no respect
Not enough to survive, so I break me a ghetto neck
I pop

No Love

Carlton Fisk

The Resident Patient

2006

[Intro: Carlton Fisk]
Carlton Fisk, I.N.S., we got Chico
Staten's back... the monster, come on
House Gang... House Gang... now we gat y'all
Check

only got one comma
Bitch I need 4
Put my foot in so many shows
Imma run tours
Nails like Ye in the airport
Do you see this coat
Real nigga bad bitch I be

Oh yes talking shit about your brother is a Bro Cast
But as a Pro Boi mi steady pon mi focus 
Mi reigning (raining) check di forecast 
So all ah dem ah

never plan to stop
Like I forgot bout my brakes
And flew by a cop (What)
I guess we're taking bets
Place some money on my chest
Better run me my shit

I'm way up, don't be surprised if my nose run
Presidential sweet like check the campaign
Malia baby show 'em how we do the damn thing
I see you next

presence
Each sentence is a quotable
A knight a king my words are notable
Mogul noble carry me home
Take me to a place I'm no longer alone
Travels I've flown

better believe
I handle the weight and with ease
Stand tall never fall to my knees
Yes I'm a fiend
But that's the whole team
Gotta run up the check

run
We pull up with some hitters
Hop out and shoot your mans
Younging from the league
Was inspired by Martin the Luther a king and he showed me