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out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You

friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't

me and the youngest of the Roberts girls
She now lives near Dallas has been married and divorced to the same man twice and is employed by Raytheon

with it
How could you ever?
How could you amount to not
Having amounts of dollars?
I would holler at ya, your
Girl would say "Hi!", and
She would pass by

Do It To Ya

Y.G.

My Krazy Life [Deluxe Only @ Best Buy]

2014

do it to ya, I'll do it to ya
Girl, I'll do it to ya, do it to ya
Eat it, beat it, bang like ah!

I know you had a long day baby, I know!
The 9 to 5

there
Til death do us part through thick and thin
You got my heart
Girl, when the night's cold and I'm warm
Holding the fact
That I got you holding my

the cheese
Hundred grand split 5 ways is 20 G's
Girl don't break my heart, there's no Christmas without me
We only break the law for the fam or the team
I

Christmas
I just stay trappin' 'til the new year enter
This deuce holds seven, this trey holds five
And this .9 holds ten plus like six more
I left my

letters
Left the gift at the crib, if you
Want it, you can slide through, ooh

Christmas without you
Promise that it hurt so bad
I just want this day to be

me put you in line like a sentence
Just let me light my trees, Merry Christmas
Continue to count my digits 
'Til my fingers filled with papercuts,

bought a jag
But I bought Porsche it got more horse
When I work smart I use less force
People watch 
People wanna watch my watch like cheetahs got a lot

on my mind)
You know that
24/7 Girl You all on my brain (You been on my mind)
I’m countin one two three
Seconds til lil mama leave with me
Off to Louis V

on liquor
I had women on women
Yeah that's bunk bed bitches
I've done lived more than an eighty year old man still kickin'
Cause they live for some

My Swag

Wyclef Jean

T.I. vs T.I.P. [Clean]

2007

we can try
G5 to Moscow and they say I'ma lie
I'ma ball like a dog 'til the day that I die

(Tell, 'em why 'cause I) been around the world

Juicy

Brian Bart

Tribute to Notorious B.I.G.

2004

my peeps all day
Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way
The Moet and Alize keep me pissy
Girls used to diss me
Now they write letters cause they miss

that discount all the time but we barely getting by working 9-5's
We're regular like Rigby and Mordecai
So I don't want no pair of Timberlands
I'll go

ridiculous
Cause back in the days
Hold on let me tell you a story from way back
Way back before Daylyt got his face tat
When all you had was your fucking five

intentions
Like, let 'em hate, stay calm and meditate
When life hands you lemons it's time to eliminate
More sour than lemonade, anyways
Different days

The Winter of the Long Hot Summer

The Disposable Heroes of Hiphoprisy

Hypocrisy Is the Greatest Luxury

1992

billion a day is what we spent
And our grandchildren will pay for it 'til the end
When schools are unfunded
And kids don't get their diplomas
They get

and
tell
Everyone go show yo wealth
That girl put me under a spell
Put it in wanna hear you yell
Pussy good 5 stars on yelp
Call me up when she need help

But it’s revealed that it was way more in due time
And the more time we spend, the more I’m feeling inside
And when I went back home, not a day would go

more
She's big on cocktails, Nobu Malibu
Hermes, Birkins, Chanel
Givenchy, momager meetings
Christmas Eve parties, lots of vodka
Baby showers, Khloe

Brainwashed by the bullshit had to rinse off
Kick a bag to me ima touchdown from the
Kick off yeen heard bout it ask ya bitch dawg/
Tax season like Christmas

of the same movie
Going on and on
Hot and cold, on & off
Most likely ‘til the day we drop
Either that or ‘til we transcend it
So much pride but I ain’t