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I'm smokin' backwoods, I'm burnin' the opps
If I hop on the track, bet it come from the top
My bitch bad, and she all 'bout her money, she got it
I

Time
Gotta Sex Her Good
One Jam You Die

I'ma Monster eat Meat now fuck a salad
Lil Cowboy playin Gangsta then
A Gangster Cowboy now never play again

block we aim for the head
I done made fifty on fifty on fifty
I am lil k I am the king of my city
Been through some days
When you wasn't with me
Henny

By Ourselves

Blood Orange

Freetown Sound

2016

is Da Brat, Missy Elliot, Lil Kim, and Angie Martinez on the "Not Tonight" track
Feminism says as a woman in my arena you are not my competition

Sing like Bilal! Spizzy, F-4
Sing-sing like Bilal!

They tell us sing like Bilal
Dance like Justin
Rap like Lil' Wayne before he got busted
Keep your

motherfucking nerd
Ale I don't give a F, lil' bro, yo, rap
A môj rap je môj bodyguard, ak ťa nemám rád
Tak ti v sekunde dá silnú bombu na bradu
Všetko

(Let me run it back)
Nigga, I'm talkin' 'bout a running back
(A running back)
These niggas shoot in the air
Like we running track (Oh, nah)
Nigga, I

like, like a, like a lil', um
Like a, like a, like a fuckin', um (pon de river)
What you call it, like a picnic? (pon de river)
Like by the water?
I

you can get her back
Bitch im drama on the track
I know that
Bitch im whippin in the 6 with like 50 fucken G packs
Dont ask me where my Gz at 
I

Like pulling blades out from the sheath
Stomping on they necks like I'm wearing cleats on my feet
Wearing 足袋s on the track
Run tha marathon giving laps

hit, one check, one flip, got bags on deck, it's set life
Quick lil trip no Yachty, this big boat we on that Suite Life
This that shh we make off vibin',

my dick with an afro
Fucking around I wrote a track though
Yeah we be eating all these girls like a snack bro
And like GG the plug, fucking Nico G
We

get eat by this Lil chick and then we bossing up
Slyimo a G and I mean cash this track loaded up yo Chi gassed we blowing up
Don't waste words girl

my homie, lover, and best friend
Relationship so flawless
Got a track record of a promise
Always a hundred regardless
She just like me, I'm just like

with whatever
Maybe Js maybe Maxes?
I cant decide hit up Sacks Fifth
Cant shop in peace gettin sweated by a bad bitch
A lil shine cuz my tracks lit
Im

I was dead
Came with a dope
Resurrection
Pray on them
Like a pope
I been through bad shit
Your whack ass track
It's a joke
You haven't seen shit

'd rather results
A bunch of lil baddies I need me a cult
I meet her at 12 then fuck her by four
Im losing my track have I fucked you before?
Minding my

overseas prolly where the beach is
You really can't teach this
Back at the room with the bitch and I really go deep in
Shark in the water lil nigga you know

yuh
I'm a filolial king, yuh
I'm a filolial king, yuh
LVN Fylo lVN Fylo
LVN Fylo
(Beat was made by Lil Mosquito Disease)
LVN Fylo
LVN Fylo (Put some

by the deli
Long money but I'm throwin'
Hands when I'm ready
Small titties but lil' mama ass kinda heavy
Every time I get off in these jeans
It be

I left without a trace
No way that they could find me
Had to re-evaluate and peep the Lil sly things that these niggas was saying
Praying that they

I'm wrapped tight
Wild hemp no tobacco
Every clause hot sauce
No Tabasco
As far as that go
I keep tracks heated
Beat it
Your place here been

Just through back the pill lil nigga geeking rolling off a flat
Try to slide through here you gone get flip bet you gone catch a flat
Ball like I got

Don't Flex

Eightball & MJG

Screwed Up, Inc. Presents the Best of Suavehouse

2000

them gone be the ones in the room pulling zippers
With they teeth mind blow by the presidential suite
Waking up talking bout they want to go and eat