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it's finished
This goin' on WorldStar, Shade Room
And Akedemiks the Baller Alert
Or catch it on The Breakfast Club
See, when TMZ mention this
It's gon'

Who is Tazz lil bitch come and find out, take a minute just to get up in your mind now
Got a bad lil bitch she a dime now, big blunts when a nigga

from
Last month, and I'm all over internet
Articles cause I took a fucking 2x4 right
To the truck that was parked next to me
At the OMNIA club, in Las

, make a nigga pull a whole stack out

I was bad Michael Jack, countin' 50 in the flames
Bring a gang with ya, bitch, I bet they 50 of em lame
Stay dirty

of biscotti
Bad b***h want me to touch on her body
You say that you real but all you do is copy
Bro mix the red and the green like its Christmas
He tried to run

to turn this shit up
If we come to the club know we getting fucked up
You can put it on the tab
Sick of all these good girls I like when they bad
Love when

thought I'd just say a few things
Don't take it personal
But if the shoe fits wear that shit 'til it rips you know what I'm saying
Okay
How you know me by

Da Blow

Jazze Pha

Crunk Juice

2004

The bad, no haps, no Reggie, keep it hashed
A joint or two will do you niggas smoke a blunt of this
If you want to smoke with me, don't bring no bullshit

Shit down pon mi cocky
Cack up yuh bumpa and mek mi slap it
Grab yuh by your hair even though its knotty
Mi dont discriminate mi like dem fatty
Tik Tacki

Shit down pon mi cocky
Cack up yuh bumpa and mek mi slap it
Grab yuh by your hair even though its knotty
Mi dont discriminate mi like dem fatty
Tik Tacki

to clubs, and dance
Just take into my hand
Do you wanna roll with me
We can be like Bonnie and Clyde
Be by your side
I'm more than a lover, more than a woman

I put moon rocks in my blunt
Bagging shit up at 14, can't get caught with a scale, put that bitch in the trunk
Bad lil' bitch tryna throat me, soon

way too mean
Money dirty still
Outfit too clean
So many stones in my jewellery
When the lights hit
Then you'll see
I was down bad had to get it by any

Mama had us rollin' in the Bourbon
Stuff that made a living, it was cooking up and serving
I ain't have it bad, I was chosen
Good look in the mirror,

Throwing punches all over the club
I'll take my shit back
King of this spot
I'ma lack if I'm not 
Top 50 rappers
Rapping with accents 
Paddling raps 
When 12

in school was math so I'm usta doin numbers
I usta showing love that's what I got from all the time spent with my mother
I got mad commas mix it with

chat no verbalist
Say it to my face like an in person Ting
Omw to the club wid the guys
It's a vibe see a sweet 1 no haribo
Two peas in a pod like mario

gone choose me
Club going up all on a Tuesday
When we in a section you know it's a movie
Friday nights you know we go live
Surrounded by women might have

kickin', rhythm through ya mix
Once I'm up in the club, I'm poppin' bottles of cris
Dishin' dick to ya bitch, if you fret you get dissed
She wan be up in

don't give a damn about niggas opinion
Cause you go off what you see
Run it up run it up
By any means gotta stack it up
Bad lil bitch in the club watch

just to follow, yeah
I gotta live by the motto, I'm waiting for the money outside of the door
She fell in love with the guap, all I had to tell her was

Shout out the plug
The club filled with thugs
Alotta pain and no love
Feelings got me doin drugs

First class but she call me papi
She gave me some

bad man nuh mix up inna suss suss
Beef wi a boil while a war dem a cook
Memba seh di fadda up above and him a look
Do di log it on and step pon luise

just trapping 
Now I walk in clubs trying get a back end
Just fucked on some twins idk what happened
Mix the henny and the lean start relaxing
She said