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back shots after missionary baby
Speaking a foreign language take this dictionary baby
I go by Taz but it’s Tazzy of ya nasty
Bend over take it doggy

can't quit

I need six o's in my bank account, 
Smoking out the pound
If you want then we could bang it out, 
I'll let it sing right now
I keep a top

Bang, shots fired
Pain, is what you desire
The pen is mightier than the sword
Than how did we get here my god
(My god)
So you wanna start a war (My

For the gang
Bringing pain, woo
For the gang
For the, brrr
Everything I do I do it for the gang
I got a blicky and a choppa let it bang
Aretha

and act out
Change the scenery, free will, can't miss, Uh

Got a curse and a gift, uh
You know I Walk with a limp cause this big 40 on my hip
You better use

out
Let it bang out
Lead it rain out
Smoke it rolls out
Of the barrel
Don't approach me
I am Ferrell
I shoot straight
Just like an arrow
Let it sing

filmed a scene
Fucked so good, we spilled the lean
Druggie love is so obscene
The way that y'all hate, disgusting
The draco got that big boy talk,

And we ballin', for all the toys is what we hoppin' out
My feary side, where we ride and we all fly high
In the AM G5's, so twist ya fingers up and bang

wear red rag, blue rag, and big shoelaces
You drink 40 ounce brew by the cases
You dress so tacky 'til you look like a slob
And you wonder why you can't

Yeah, go 'head, what you say, homie?
Waiting to die like a motherfucker
I'm gonna be like bang, I've seen that before
Okay, boom, boom, duck and dive

nuts hang
Tuck a forty cal in some Hanes
Leave your head, big bang
Hop in the left side of that lane
The shit the streets done shown to me
With my

blinders Prison break
Resto in chill
Sul suo back
Rompo il letto breaking bed
New cop
Lacoste sulla maglia
Big drip prende fuoco la stanza
Fuck off, giro con

in the south
U claim u bang but you runnin yo mouth
I try to keep it all 100
I Stay by myself and I'm stacking the hunnids
Young nigga tryna go out

We here today to talk about
Start da bambocci mo guardaci
Pe ste vie cani randagi ci sognano drive by da star su AMG i miei amici amaci come la

going big and there's no one who can stop me
2009 yakhula daideng

Ngi dreama big phezulu ngizofika one day
I don't wanna lie I always wanna try
To reach

I don't bang but I do on beats 
The type of nigga that'll fuck ya baby momma to sleep
Big nigga but I don't like beef 
Why niggas always tryna pop it

This the story of a project baby
Yung nigga with a glock no safety
Full house by the bunch no Brady
Mashed potatoes boy my life wasn’t gravy
Yea they

Ginder

Jacket Celine
Varsity jacket like I’m on a team 
Pockets they big I can put all my beans
Backwood ash on my Amiri Jeans 
VVS dance like they

vill följa me mig hem
Hon vill bara ha mig men jag delar with the gang
Götten den går clap mitchi går bang bang
Hoppa in the pool 3 bitches by my side

I had my dawgs can vouch for that
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
They got my back I don't know about that
But I keep that strap for that
(Bang, bang bang)
And I

I lost my way but now we back
The fuckboy back, am I seeing that
We busting in to break the bank
Jay in the house, hear click clack bang
I'm shining

Donald duck cause I got the quack, and I also got the flap
And the big bitch in the back, I yeah show myself like that
And the cops say walk in a straight

dance
Make a baddie, want me like a druggy addict
By the end of da night, got her calling me
JYANGO!

Ooh she wildin' wildin', oh she bang bang
Goli

dick, & get High too.
That’s it, & these birdies, for the strip, I choose.
Demi god, on the block, making, big boy moves.
Semi cocked, on the block, I