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(Ain't that DJ Chose over there? Mm, look like DJ Chose)

You look like a freak and I'm tryna find out (freak)
You a bad bitch, need to be in

Ain't no fuckin' with you, bitch Ho, you not in my league
Niggas gon' die, thinkin' she sweet Put that bitch in the dirt, face on a tee
Love a bad thick,

smiled
Cuz She fucking with the drip on me she fucking with my style
I'm already going crazy ain't been doin this a while
You be inching towards success I

I come from a city where they robbing
But i’m a trap nigga i don’t do the robbing
And my jeans ain’t never Robins
What you want
Everybody high we

on the west side
You ain't flyer than me
Shawty wanna test drive
She be riding on me
I be in the eight till the sun go down
She ain't from the city, but she rep

to get by
40 in the Glock clip
Nigga you tried
Fuck 12 I could neva let
Them hurt my pride
Fit a 100k in the Nudie Jeans
Sip lemonade but this ain't lean

you pissed
But he ain't right for you
He's a motherfucking miss
I already told you
Body like a belly dancer
The way she do it
Got me standing in them

phone for the pipe
Her nigga ain't doin' her right
I'm that nigga that she really like
I gotta fuck off liquor
I'm really that nigga
You better show when

In Da Club

50 Cent

Get Rich or Die Tryin' [Bonus DVD]

2003

bitch, if she smiles, she gone
If the roof on fire, let the motherfucker burn
If you talkin' 'bout money homie, I ain't concerned
I'ma tell you what

by the letter but niggas be boring

Thats why she tryna be my bitch, me her nigga
Thats why she want me lit, put it in her liver
Shawtee see me chasing

ain't got mine
I'mma holla when the primetime
Why you, how you, call me when nobody by you?
Nobody want you, your mind a ocean, your body's a bayou
I

She's Going Home with Me

Travis Tritt

The Restless Kind

1996

(Travis Tritt)

Well I guess you'd call me trouble
I have been most my life
Been black and blue a time or two
'Cause I ain't scared to fight
But I

wanna play these games,
She ain't the same, these choppers ain't so friendly
I don't wanna be the same you ain't the same
You broke my heart and left me,

she ain't the same, these choppers ain't so friendly,
I don’t wanna be the same you ain’t the same you broke my heart and left me, 
wrote down all

how all my dogs put on the crown
She love how everywhere we go a crowd
She love it how I always bust it down
Tell me how you want it now
Ain't a party

On Go Mode
Hit so hard need no promo
Bad lil mamma when she throw it back she hit that
Shi in slow mo
Ain't a conversation if it ain't about bands

that's my baby)
Yeah (mm-mm)
Yeah, yeah (mm-mm)
Go (mm-mm)
Yeah, yeah

Levels (yeah, yeah)
Rich-ass steppers (yeah)
She never been hit by a stepper

half naked in the kitchen
Swear I love this
She know it's April
But she ain't no fool
Hypnotized by smell in the kitchen
How she standing more appealing

of sin
Yeah, surrounded by hoes and pimps
Immune to it, a two-word is no and if
Jehova kid, but she gotta make a living
Bad decisions, good intentions

too freezy (ICE)
She was bad with the bottoms that’s bleedy (bloody)
Ain’t no email, but she was dripping CC’s (Si)
Send the bitch off, I don’t do

baby, but I want you for the night
You ain't even my fucking type
Talkin' bout' being my fucking wife
I done seen my mama cry, yeah she was workin' double

the records spin
Takes me to a place where there's still demons, just way less of them
You ain't gotta see, but believe it, count your blessings kids
She's

5 Thousand Singles

SAINt JHN

Ghetto Lenny's Love Songs

2019

too lit to be humble

She all about my ratchet, but she virgin tight (shh)
She comes in the perfect height
You don't really gotta' keep searchin'

I don't spend much I just pay for the movie
Saw her tik toks and she shakin her booty
I ain't gon lie she'd look bad in some Gucci
She wanna roofie