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y'all up by your laces
I am not fronting
Now hang up your lace, sis

Bring me my bag, KopyCat
Bring me two
Run me my money
Then take off my shoes
No

on the dash roll a dolla do a line
pump RBL's maybe 1 2 3
or the funky shit by the I.M.P
now im high like a motherfucking jet
fuck a 9 to 5 im a juke on the set

Juicy

Brian Bart

Tribute to Notorious B.I.G.

2004

the struggle, you know what I'm saying?

It's all good baby baby

It was all a dream
I used to read Word Up magazine
Salt 'n' Pepa and Heavy D up in

for later
So when I'm large, hoes give me head on an escalator
Yeah, I like to flow, I'm Show be	-I-Z
A.K.A. Mr. F-A-T

family, would've thought yo' bro's adopted
Goin' shoppin', spent two thousand on a lil' pole to pop it, haha (pop)

If the play good (phew), shit,

Criminal Activity

The Mistahs

The Mistahs

Rapping wit your eyes closed... you can't see me
I leave it to the man to protect me
See the flames from the sun never sweat me

(Hook)(2x)

(Mr. Shadow)

Stop, cut it. Overrated
Antiquated by the first time you played it
And baby, I'm fucking faded. So Imma say it
This creative eye's lost in the shade

to come up and buss it
Fuck that pussy up, now she screaming and cussing
Fuck that pussy good now she crushing and blushing
Fuck that
I be chillin but I'm

getting lubed up and
Chewed up by two sluts
Mr benton that's the name ho
I'm old school like shell toes and Kangols
You a bitch, you like anal and rainbows

like I'm O.B.J
Like I'm Tay-K, QB, I'ma do that race
Nigga talking crazy, real good nine till your face
That real good nine till your face

Real good

thinking to myself I should leave indeed
But I walked in seen her legs pinned... I guess things all went red
Police came it's 2k18 you damn right I wasn't

thinking to myself I should leave indeed
But I walked in seen her legs pinned... I guess things all went red
Police came it's 2k18 you damn right I wasn't

When I get up, I promise, if you love me, you ain't finna have to struggle
Two twins glocks, call 'em "Flapjack and Cap' K'nuckles" (AHHH!)
Let's just be

they can draw two like there you go
think fast act quick I'm Frio cold
Frozen like damn, I lost for sure
Got up like ma let's play some more 
She said

performing my tunes
Fresh off a heart break a bounce back sounded good
By the end of July
The internship was over and my only coworker in the mall stopped

with my boo thang
I go by two names I'm dripped and loose with my shoe strangs
Cream like wu tang
The way I kick this shit is Liu kang
This year a new

acknowledge it
Here is an example... look
Woke up at whatever time to be, said to himself
Damn that was some good sleep
Had no schedule no meeting no plan just

Big Daddy
My chick a baddy, give me good good
Graining on the wood, woodpecker made in hood
Fair maiden reign in Brooklyn by the way of the slave trade

movin'
Damn girl look at you uh
I can tell you can feel the thumps
Strut to the rhythm more sexy
Looking good in your heels and pumps
No disrespect just

then, she mop that
Combination to plenty bitches, they give it up and I lock that
Two things keep her liquid flowing, my good sex & my knot fat
Muscle

Follower count plus a cruise in a yacht
I'm stuck at 22K, a bluish hue in my thoughts
I mean, how was numbers off of one song
Big as two of my drops?
All

lectar
If you ain't real can't stand in my sector 
Can't take a joke get sprayed by the heckler
See a bad B on site I detect her
She a lil honey imma taste

gon stay two deep in a fo' do'

[Z-Ro]
Slow Loud And Bangin', all in my trunk
Trunk full of funk, I ain't never been a punk
I blow on skunk, I blow

the low-low Fuckin' with a thug, I been playin' with a four-four
Jar rule rain when you playin' with a cholo I be ridin' solo with a K and a photo
Damn, want no