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Smoke a forty pack
I'm in the club flexing
My whole crew be strapped
With a lot of weapons, niggas moving back
Got bitches staring, they like who is that?

year old ass and
A forty year old rapist

Lights flashing
Paparazzi pulls up with the camera flashing
I must be the next shit, Kardashian asses
Sweet ass

that 40 that I got from Tim
I can't leave the house without it on me
That's just how I live
I can't leave the house without it on me
That might get me

to take my stuff
I'm shooting out, straight up, straight up
Straight up niggas know we ain't selling if
They ass ain't straight up
I got this 40 on me

Tommy Hilfiger, we brought it back
All of that
Starter caps and we got the naughty shorties
They love it, coming in the club with forties
Like, we

Underbelly born of 40 thieves
In whorish harmony
Hammering for the dark and heartless
Harpy, shark and harlot argue breathing room
Do not let the arson

on this kush pack, strong pack, musty
I don't wanna fuck her anyway bitch you musty
Sayin' that them red bottoms
Bitch them red nothings
Two 40's with

thumbin' through a sack now
From south side, look nigga where we at now
I get dough, I want 40 for a show, hoe
Bitch, you can call me Sosa Mojo Jojo
(Sos'

he get burned up, burned up
No talking, just burn 'em, burn 'em
Run up on 'em with this 40
Run up on 'em with this shotty
It's a 12 gauge buck shots in

five times or
Holdin' five nines, let me tell you how I slipped, doc (Let me tell you)
I was on a dean with a thirty-eight revolver in my size forty

When I know, I will tell you
I don't have anything to hide 
I'll be there in forty-five minutes

You are always seven light years away (light years

(this week)
I need some head 'til I get weak (uh)
GemStar at your wind piece (uh)
Black .40 match the Benz seats (ooh)
I might pull up more than 10

Yeah, that shit hard

I said my cranium is vibranium
My brain is uranium and titanium
Forty fives, who aimin' 'em?
Organize the stadium, tell

She was a whole meal, hit her then changed my diet
Different groups of opps, I don't know which ones matter
Whole gang got forty-ones, you don't know

Before I work it out with a bitch I do a sit-up (sit-up)
.40 to his mouth, I gun him down, now he can't get up (get up)
I heard the opps talkin', I know

para meterme a mi 
Un par de puercos setiando dizque para meterme a mi 

Indica, indica el de las pacas, pacas, los peines para las A.K 
La 40

the car shift
That's just for the gas, yeah the 40 on my arm still
I had 40 cash like the year before my prom year
Stuffing clips downwards in my jeans

Come on, everybody throw your hands up in the air
Come on lets
And you know, we keep the party jumpin'
So lets keep them 40s comin'

Come

they saying it ain't racist
The other day a police pulled his gun out in my face
I wish I could have hit him with that .40 cal on my waist
But if you

Take me clear up, toss me off
The tower that is forty stories tall
So I'm plastered to the floor
I must confess, I'm not impressed
With your

crispy
How to bounce back though
Rap money too damn slow, killin' with the ?
Pull up in a Lambo
forty two a piece if I get 'em to Atlanta
I didn't wanna

Domestic Violence

Tiffany

The Year of the Backslap

1999

Started with the body of a model 

Pussy tight as a pharmaceutical bottle 

And you could swallow a whole avocado 

And two forty ounce bottles

Maybach Truck, it's wrapped with Forgi's
I'm eighteen, mindset like I'm in my forty's

I tell my mama, "Pray for me, your son be out here slangin' heat"

par de cars y dicen "daddy"
Como tú llevas la forty si viene' aquí
Nadie me cuida la espalda, ni una shorty
En medio de lujoso' partie' prendo mary