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The way she be on my dick, I'm so surprised your hoe ain't here
All the lil' girl want is love, so she call me when you ain't there
She get mad I be

solid brothers and they ain't changing bout no bucks (Bucks)
I'm a Patriot to my peeps but I rep the Bucs (Bucs)
I feel like Brady I just hope these

Mmm no oh no
Oh no I'm lost
I'm lost
Mmm
I ain't what I try to be
Mmm
I ain't what I try
Mmm I ain't what I try
I
I ain't what I try to be
Kinda hard

to be playing with the rap, I coming full force
And I married to the game, it ain't no divorce
Bullets nail a nigga up like he on the cross
Feel like

What you mean, you ain't found love in a minute?
Say what you mean, this shit went wrong from the beginning?
No, I can't lie this shit ain't go how I

Roll It up, Light It up, Smoke It Up

Cypress Hill

Friday

1995

a joint venture
Let me make sure there ain't no lump in the god damn center
Impregnated lookin' joint, fuck it
I can smoke it and I still get faded

Roll it

I can't believe that I fell for this shit
Well here we are
Yeah, yeah, this that
Uh, yeah

I ain't wrote a song in months
Since ACT, god damn it

WIN [Remix]

Jay Rock

Redemption

me or (wait)
Win
Win, win, win, win (yeah)
Fuck everything else
Win, win, win, win (win)
These niggas ain't shit (mommy)
Win, win, win, win
Stop

disgusted
From the mud yeah I came up from nothin
They want my mojo they jockin
And I came wit my bro Boboy Watson
Look they ain't got no dough they plottin

Sex Bomb

Tom Jones

Greatest Hits [Germany/UK]

2003

get me wrong ain't gonna do you no harm, no
This bomb's made for lovin' and you can shoot it far
I'm your main target come and help me ignite
Love

Ohh, ohh
Yeah
Girl, why you acting cold (cold)
I know that you want me to get bored (bored)
I need to be alone (Aha)
You ain't got to
Call me on my

late nigga
Tag team champs, nigga
You niggas ain't talkin' bout shit) yeah
(Niggas ain't talkin', hol' on, hol' on
Wait go back) yeah (Go back, go back)

If you need the work you can
If you tryna flirt baby just
It ain't gon hurt you to
No simping more pimping
If you need the work you can
If you tryna

Who gone break the

Who gon break the news
Who gon break the news

Who gon break the news
They ain't gotta sale they soul please don't be a fool

Who

Calling on You

Jon B.

Pleasures U Like

2001

Callin' on, calling on you 
I be callin' on, calling on you 

Baby 
I've been a crazy crazy crazy man 
Leaving you all alone 
Ain't talked for

I kno
I ain't wasting no time
Gotta get money
I stay on da grind
All dese lights I ain't
Finna go blind 
All dis swag
Got me losing my mind

I'm

Either you f*** with or you don't 
Smoke my weed you gone choke 
If you around keep it on the low 
Yu my side b**** don't be h** , h**
Cuz I ain't

had the units when reebok was on him
Pull up like cowboy beebop stole him
He ain't gone come out like the detox, hold up
That shits a fluke, here's

Broke Boi
I ain't got shit
Roll up my dope boy
I got Ricky on my fit
Spent like fifty on the clothes, mane (Yah)

Big Boi Broke Boi
I ain't got shit
Roll

like a magnet
Hid the cash in the mattress
I kept it real with a actress
But my name ain't will
O yes I'm a bad boy
But my name ain't martin
Drive that

I know what I want, a legacy
All these people acting like they're friends with me
Ride or die, man, all I see
People run their mouth, they ain't

Them choppas really holding a hunnit blow out yo brains wit em My niggas ain't wit all That talking so don't play wit em
All this pain held inside

Ok bitches ain't shit
They ain't saying nothing
Got a hundred motherfuckers bout to
Tell me nothing I
Pull up with a stick
Just in case you say some

Uh I get the call then I hop right in 
Ima run these bands up til I cop me a Benz 
While my wife getting ate by a couple of twins 
Niggas ain’t