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baby )
Take you to Miami take you to the Hidden Hills like baby (Hills)
Body so good and the sex so good you my baby
And you can't imagine what will

Okay why me my dear music

Why me (why) why me (why) lyonse ndaipusha okay why me (Ine)
Why me (why) okay why mu music ama chance yaisa they pass by

lettin' no hoes in my ear
Cause I can't hear doubt, can't see fear
About to jump to the top, it's a leap year
I be all in Miami like P. Diddy
And when I'm

Driving in the hidden hills, get out ya feels boy
Passin by opry mills, inside the 'Ville boy
Milestones get a mill, then get a billion
My hooks all

will y'all cry
In the meantime, I'm just doing my part
Being a good boy, a loyal dog with no bark
I been gone all day and come back when it's dark
But I

more tickets then the whole buckeye committee can
Fuck Ohio
Blocking shots Bam Adebayo
Win with a sweep cause I'm hotter than Miami heat
Shits bigger

a Rover
Crossed too many lines (yeah)
Bitches tried to fuck me over
The rest of my life (yeah)
My heart I will not lend it over

I feel like Gunna, cause I

around foreigns in miami with the zays
I can take a bitch from a dog, make that hoe do what I say
And I will align them all, more high power on the way

kennst meine.
Mannschaft true Gs bin kein schweizer doch will blue cheese.
Money kommt alles gucci.

Shout out dem homie B-Me.
Nein du machst es nicht wie

streets is different lil n**** it aint no mo G code
Loyalty ova love no value in blood that's why my heart got cold
Will never sell my soul don't care about

scoopin' games in this manly fashion
(that's right) and by the way
I'm movin' caine while I'm blammer-blastin
(fuck that) when will it change
The restraints

the morning I'm still lit fresh prince of this game like Will Smith
Get on the beat and I'm a violate I got the heat like a fireplace
Burning up this whole

sides then I will never forgive you

Fassin my seat belt then I make sure I check my rear view mirror 
So superior
Keep my circle small can't see my

what it seems
Where the price of living is higher than the price of dreams
Girls will climb to the top of the Hollywood sign
Just to take pics in bikinis

a rasta, got the dread locked
Sleeping on bedrocks of temper tantrums
Same impulses that be carried by my death squad
CAGE the motto, really trap our devils

to piss me off but I'm already Mad
I need smoke some Ganja but till then, I'm out here smoking blacks
By my Kobe year I'm gone be rich, I'm out here

They Know

Da Band

Too Hot for T.V.

Boy's the label
[Fred] Time Shock
[Chop] Dofat's the man
[Fred] Wit Chopper from Miami to New Orleans
[Chop] Chopper City's the nigga (whoo!)
[Fred]

a gimmick
On My missionary I will never pick a position
By bedside light I unwind
With Barry Weiss's opinions
While everybody's offended
I'm just steady

Heat that Miami, I'll fucking Chris Bosh 'em
I'm psychopathic, I'm doing acid and driving backwards
Every track that I'm rapping on is a fire hazard

Trade your hoodies and your jeans for some slacks, suits and ties
You not a businessman, you a
Nah, I know you know that line
I'm impressed by the messes

the collegiate
She don’t drink it straight mix her gin up with the Seagrams
When she see me pull up stunting she is gonna leave him
Ride home Drake had her way up

sure you don't take off 
Bitches fuck with your wings to make sure you don't take off
I'm packing more heat, than Miami Basketball
Will do a nigga dirty

100 Bars

Farid Bang

Blut

2016

mein Kampfstil ein Mix aus Wolverine und Ong Bak
Heute lauf’ ich durch Miami mit ’nem freshen Hemd
Und mehr Schnitten in den Armen als ein Casper-Fan

to the ground
Mix back here with nature where it came from
Scooped a little up in my
Hand just to save some
I swear to god I would die for it like Prince