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tho I'm still pissed bout Brody killing
By pass the Netflix we just fuck and go straight to chilling
Use to over think chicks now no effort giving

as all your friends

Really insane in the membrane, rapping get it active
Fuck her like my current but um really she my last bitch
When I get a foreign

coming through if the bitch got crumpets
Ooh ooh we too lit that's coming by sea
Ooh yuh tell yo bitch come and find me
Heard you were bustin
Talking

a dab, hit me
Past that I'm fine I'm not going to sleep
Am I a good person or do I wanna be
Yeah yeah that's nice I'm in the same boat surrounded by
Hey,

online, I love that shit too
And throw a couple hands cause right now you all fools
I'm like wait uh, wait I'm gonna pop some
Perkies um with rum, Imma need

doesn't know his boundary
Got so washed up by everyone brought shame to a laundry
I texted my girl saying hey let's get some lingerie
No I meant for me not

darf wie's will
Du armes, selbstgerechtes Arschloch
Mmmh! Mmmh!
Du Arschloch voller Macho-Kacke
Mit deiner Angel, deinem Grillfest
Deiner Grab them by

In my feelings, ain't no shame neither
When you walk by, I act like I ain't see ya
When you flyer than a drone with your fine ass
Should provide you

Now I'm not afraid to die
One foot in front in of the next step By step on my quest press for time. Its do or die no Surprise my Marcus Garvey pride

Leisure Pak
Now all of this happened in 1983
This wasn't as bad as the trees
That were chopped down by the bloody Once-ler
And then he took the Thneeds,

gonna turn my bitch mode on
I've got a song by this name, you may have sung along
I've learned to do what I love, and inspire too
I'm giving y'all

The business is the diggies
Don't try to come back with the Vengeance
I'm too in tuned
Know I see the shit that you doing
And I'm hurt by the way that you Move

on fingers
She is meaning on grind can linger
So much brains why her lips are pinker
Sound the bells fixing rappers I tinker
As I float up
Um can you hear me

nunca desapego
E eu vejo o céu aberto
As vezes eu me desconcerto
Me diz que vai dar certo
Porque eu me sinto liberto
Liberto (hmm mhm hm)
É um sentimento

supporting my head heavy had important things he said
He said your snoring tells a story and the story boring me to death

Wake up to a pall mall
In my palm um

Da Last Outlaw

Young Bleed

My Balls & My Word

1998

of a nigga don't give a fuck about ya'
Won't even talk about ya', ho
You ain't know? I'm just a hustler, in spite of myself
Ridin' all by myself, without no

eyes), my chain hangs to my stomach (my stomach)
I'm standing right by that bar (bar) when in comes this woman (this woman)
With he hair done, he nails

because
They are coming for trials, um
Officer please get off me, sir
I don’t not feel too comfortable
They think boy I done caught me another nigga

the kids 
Let um hang never change 
Keep the word up outta there business 
We don't care you can save the excuses 
Truth is don't nobody trust loose lips

They say it's always greener I have to believe it 
My foe going to talk let Um say what they have to 
I won't lower myself I'm in the rafters 
I control

know

Dumb riches, targeted by dumb snitches
Come at me, ya better run, better run bitches
These young misfits, it’s time to lower britches
Cause these

Cocky and a mix of cold blooded
 Hated on by bitch niggas, shit them hoes love it
To ya face they all smiles, Act like yo buddy
Look good on the outside n

hour, and times ticking
I'ma start picking, one of these wall flowers
Like, one by one, um yeah you hun
Put your purse down and come chill with Yung
I

did I had it planned out 
Money in the bank it never ran out 

But um poppin my shit
Let me tell you what can happen if you think bout stoppin my shit