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let these fools feel the abrasion
Bitches getting wet next to my lips vibration
And you can find me in my city like a bandit
Everybody looked at me when

the next
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Uh we got room for the blacks we gon check all of your skin
And the fools in the back gotta take all of they friends
In the mood

friends

Alright all the jokes are over fools
You really really think that was so cool
But I know for a fact
That I'm secured by the grace and the face

I love you consent
We not the same dawg
I made some mistakes dawg
I`m guarded by angels
Down with your discrimination
I`m putting in work and it`s

like boxing
How I stuck & move
Fuck up a hot girl summer
By the end of June
If you broke it’s your fault
You don’t get excused
Fucked his hoe & told

like she got jello in her glutes
But i cant get distracted by women who do magic
She disappear in this air man that shit is tragic
She was pretty girl

yeah, yeah
I'm not no hater, but ain't no nigga gonna shoot you straighter (no nigga gonna shoot you straighter)
That nigga you been sliding with ain't

Cos I spit to the beats so ravenous
Stabbing this light switched off savages
Managers get ate on my plate by my eight mates ravagers
They hate bank

Crazy crafty, make me happy
Dodging haters, duck like daffy
Flow so sticky got em sappy
This beat be slappin, had to happen
Crafty crazy, rock like

Boi!

Mike Jones

The Voice

2009

know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you

If there's one thing i can say about the dirt thats on my boots
Is that it didn't come from good for nothing acting like a fool
Work my ass off

How ma hater
Love me more than y'all
Kept me in the dark I swear
This time I bring the light
Switching cos i got
The image and block on lock
Coming

make me just ask
You'll get it, this minute If you don't get me that cash
Brave souls, turn to wise fools someone should advise you
It ain't a game,

bitch, know I'm up
Middle Finger to the haters and you know its stuck
Caramel ,pretty face , thick on the Za, I don't pass shit
Gettin' it up in my own

what I do controlled by the system  call them educated fools 

No that ain’t cool I shoot, shoot shoot.

You duck like du du duuuu leaving your two

without the chrome homes
By spitting truth to every corner and every other place right up in the Cali state no it ain't up for debate
Hook you like some

I felt, really, really cute at the time was on the plane
I had to take a selfie, show my haters on the gram what I got going on
I felt, really, really

underwear
Skin is too thick
Bitch I am the fuckin' chair
Got the lightning
So the haters you know
They wanna fry me
Got struck by Zeus
They don't wanna try me

I'm on a different level on these fools
But it ain't demon
I'm alone in my room
So I'm talking to my God
I've been hiding my true feelings
Lord knows

He parties and he dabbles

With the 1 percent of people who own PJs and what have you

So now his name is known

The places he get flown

Multiply by

an we smashing
Hook*
Hide the lessons, cuz them fools might take it,
We gotta teach progression, so our ground will be stable,
Cant get hooked by labels,

the real you
In the face of defeat that shows the real you
Weak haters ain't worth the fuss
What ya think, it don't hurt me much
Maybe you ain't even heard

Rose, this is my Chi. 
I road a Rolls from a compact.
Clothes reeking decent contact.
Mom and dad dead so who I’m a trust now? 
Haters tweaking fool

I've been rocking shows in every city
Man I feel just like a rockstar all
My brothers got that gas and
They be throwin' doses like a rasta
I flight