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'Cause when I'm famous I'll fuck any bitch
Even if it's Mary Jane Watson or Lindsay Lohan
Or Megan good, you know she bops great (Uh, uh)
Stacking

Clay-Doh the World Destroyer
Jayree on them beats
Not getting better, Clay-Doh (ha ha)
It's getting worse (haanh)
(ha ha)

verse 1

Unh
I'm

away
Fucking hoes with no condoms until my dick evaporates
Mask on but no masquerade
She love to hear my voice every time she wanna masturbate
Buffet

problems, ain't none of em' hoes
Love when she's shakin' her ass, hit the floor
Money and weed, we keep it by the load
I'm livin' the life that you tryna

the hardest
Yeah I'm chilling with a new jawn
Guess I've always been heartless
That's the tea that's the tea no oolong
Have you ever fell in love
With someone

about a youngin
Gettin better gettin cheddar
Only get it by the any means
She fucked with niggas in the past
Ain't never 'gon last
When I pull up I'ma

bean
Feeling like I'm stuck inside a dream
Baby can you console me
Love me, need me
Good gas, bankrolls
Stacking up all the c-notes
.223, eat a nigga up

the hallway and made your ass dug

You love eating food, breakfast, dinner, and lunch
But you don't do it safe, got diseases of bunch
She would agree cause you

Slant route randy moss
And one hot sauce
By the morning she getting tossed out the telly I'm in a rush
Gotta find my exit strategy
Thousands of acres lost

Your bitch hella fuck with me and she fine
No love for a fairweather friend 
I need real ones thats down with me to the end
Yea they trying to distract

Hold ya tone
Let me breathe a lil bit
Couldn't get my fit off
This bitch think she look better in it 
No more taking days off
I'm getting busy winning in

For us to grow
Some problems too
Resolvin issues on the low
Away from public eye
She smoother than some butter
Gotta love her
I can trust her round

the midst of my blindness
I was constantly reminded
That I was loved by her
But now that's it's behind us
I see she made me mindless
Yeah I couldn't find my

get the skrilla
Yeah I'm sober but I smoke em out with a gram of gorilla
Feel like I'm Pac when I spit in the booth (ptoo)
She swallowed the evidence,

Ruff Ryders All Star Freestyle

Ruff Ryders

Ryde or Die, Vol. 3: In the "R" We Trust

2001

want to get math?
Nigga I'm the square root
The rock star

I got mean stash
You seen case get his thug on
I strip my bitch and we get our hug on
She what

gon' die today
But I ain't gon hit up no hitters
I'm just gonna kill you by spitting the words to this flow
I know you heard Drake the first time when he

like a whole snack you can check out the work on the old tracks
I'm on the trainnnnn cant get the coach back i cant She love it when I bocat she love it

purpose, I got power, I will make it in this
I'm okay all by myself and we don't need to be friends
So if you ain't about to love me you can beat it lil'

nice
There's no debating
Since a young boy been dream chasing
Recognizing who real just by the hands I'm shaking
I say ima do it homie its no flaking
Had

like pottery
Till there he lay
And then time would be picking petals
Off flowers that lie by his grave

Grave mistake fucking with me
I could take you in

(Yo Ferry kill this shit)
(It's Crownzy, yeah, baby)
(She gon hit the whine with me this time)
(Yo Crownzy fuck 'em up)
Want me, Want me
I can tell

stress it
Told her baby take time
Take time
Take time
Told her baby take time
Take time
Take time
I'm tryna find love
Call it blind love
Cause I feel for

to defy the cyphers
A deep desire to grip the mics, and to take it higher
They said they colder, I'm talkin polar, someone's a liar
But That explains why

Woke up to make em mad thats the mood I'm In ( got em mad)
Get fly pop tags thats the mood I'm in ( put that shit on)
Break his ass for them dollas