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get me dem stacks and I blow 
It ain't enough I need mo, getting do re mi fa so
Ey he a fraud nigga gotta go I go the sauce drippin' on the flo Hey 

Oh

gets on when you bump it
I just call that Sprite
But I'm fly 'till I die
Like a soul plane flight (Flight)
Yup, infamous
Bets on the table all in for

got some bitches, I got options
(Now I got option)
But it still feel too empty, I gotta stop it
So you ain't wrong, ah
Said you wanna keep me by your

the narrative
Fuck with they mind, I don't get out of character, uh
Wait, I be heatin' up, I gotta reload
Hatin' ass nigga, he ain't fuckin' with my ego

all new spaces when you rollin' wit' a star
Girl don't you be so standoffish 'cause regret won't get you far

It's a good night, highkey. (Highkey)
I

to do
They say they love
When I get up on that street shit
Take em to Miami
Not none of that south beach shit
Run into your house
Like it’s the finish

sing
Yo yung bake gotta go get it
Yo time it's yo city
So hands up its within your reach
You been taking steps time to take a leap
Into all the flame

reindeer
And we all got on the track to diss him

Young Prance in the mix
All the the reindeer flying south gotta be home by six
And Rudolph he been crazy

no cap in the rap
Bitch I made it out
ReallyRalph
ReallyRalph
ReallyRalph..
Shit!
Giving y’all sumn to the talk about
(Ludacris)
My Shit gon fly, by

to skrilla
VVS choker chain, Reggie Miller
Some of the diamonds on it look familiar
I think they were backup dancers in the Thriller
I let em cascade

(oop)

On it real motherfucker try to lit the night (let’s go)
Pardon me, but i’m try to get laid tonight (aww)
Ain’t on the sea, but wait is it tide

told
You can get where you want but it Just take time
As the sun dips and the night falls
And you contemplating who you might call
Just remember when you

She likes me, and shorty so nasty
90's soul so a shorty still classy
Raised by her momma, never liked the drama
Now she in Nirvana, I get her what

it comes out you'll get cut twice
She gotta pretty lil face
But she's a savage in real life
Her brother is Big Bruh
That niggas the hood plug
Her

As I Reminisce

Masta Ace

Take a Look Around

1990

going fast
And it's the perfect time to reminisce about the past
When I think about it, I get a pang
And hear people back then talk with they slang
I

you take a nigga help they love to tell everybody
What would Jesus do nall, CLE gon kill everybody
Pringle ass nigga lets get it popping
I like when

no motherfucking plates
I gotta stick to the script
Some of my niggas they used to hit licks
Now I'm up and we used to the rich
We surrounded by

ain't even in too dancing
Put this beam on lil' Dolph and make him get to prancing
Go ahead and take it off my lil' private dancer
I'm just tryna' show

wrong?(Tell me where did we go wrong?)
Yo where, did we go wrong? Wrong? (Tell me where did we go wrong?) 
I get it don’t let her knock ya off ya pivot
She’ll

Everyday nigga im on my own
I need 45k by the end of the week
So im workin everyday
I can never get no sleep
When i get a chance
I might buy my sister a lil

I iced my shit betcha like my kicks
Do a lil twist
Baby do u like my jig talkin thriller in the night like this (aye)
Know I gotta buy it by the pound

with putter**

OK don't laugh it ain't that we can't
We gotta be careful ‘cause we get them cramps
Yes, we’re Over weighted and dehydrated
And trying

bottles
I got big dreams that need commas
Big schemes for thick teams that want dollars
Get your money up
We can take it to the floor
They can't take my

Smokin dope by myself
Do it all for my health
Hell yea , kno I need the wealth
Run it up
I get the bag that’s a hunnit grand
Brown paper bag