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Ayo, that way got bad
Shawty play make that shit hard
We can play Russian roulette
Just tell me who's next
I got a million in diamonds that sit on my

song took a break for a minute
Now I’m back in my zone
And don’t nobody try to jack him
Cause he packin’ that chrome
In the club spending money
But I

getting groovy
Im a Flocka type of nigga bitch Salute me or shoot me
Niggas always hating and they never even knew me
Bad lil bitch rock Amiri or Pucci
I

can't take em back
Oh that's sad (Ah)
Sliding back, zero grav, Michael Jackson
On a yacht, witcho friends, yeah the bad ones
Tryna drown out the tears

Chill yor
Eh eh I go by the name of Lynxx and I
Tekno eh eh
Tekno and Lynxx itunu ha
Eh it is Lynxx itunu
Tekno and Lynxx itunu  major mini mini
I

Bad lil bitch, I ain't suck my D
I was four years old when I grabbed that Glee
Talkin' down, but we grabbin' those D's
Talkin' down, you can hit it

glory
You need to respect my Mike Lawry
Bad boys in the club don’t get tangy
Cant intervene with these friendlies
A little vibe just tried to snipe me
She

tight like light rags on fresh cuts
Nigga this is "DMX meets Chess Club"

Bad, whether or not niggas chose to diss me
Shit, I can stop their reign
From

lifestyle's a mix between Brown Sugar and Love Jones
Hip Hop and bad ass bitches
But they come last, first I get the cash and gotta handle my business
I train

homies ho's wish they could Bad bitch yeah I'm poppin Green light ain't no stoppin I can tell he mesmerized by the way that he watching
He want A taste

just a fool
I shouldn't have let you in that club

Without a dollar in your pocket
Bit just want some liquor and a dub, that's all it take
I'm a dog ,

when I needed help
Middle finger with the peace sign
God speed when I breeze by
School lunch it was ravioli
And the cheese was moly but we had bologna

looking' bad; bunch of obese dads
Regardless how name brand rags; keep cholesterol short like a corgi when pushing' 40
Otherwise, your story end shortly;

boy like me will run into bad girls

一捆cash被我花完 马上出门接着赚
Spent a stack of cash, about to make more

我会好奇我的安排 抢你风头怎么办？
I'm curious, what if I steal your

The Morning News

Chamillionaire

Ultimate Victory

2007

wont get you by
Truth is a Paris Hilton jail cover story could never flop
For that sexy mug-shot I could get a million dollars a pop
Even Michaels in

shooters while yours on the benches
We playin' with tools, ain't talkin' bout wrenches

I see the opps on they ass and they fender
I mix the bag like

we call him a sellout
First Oprah came at Michael Jackson, now Russell Simmons
What about what Harvey Weinstein did to them women?
Why you ain't

I'm in this bitch posted up by the store
Got a Glock on my hip better duck when I blow
Mama was on my ass had to scrape a bag
Had to get this shit

music thing
But u no rate me
Because I don't play the
Game by their rules
Yeah we see as they move
All the tricks that they pull
Swear it's so shady
But

la wa
Ekeregbegbe
Awon ti general no solider
Won ti gbe pomo kan
Mix by Lot Gabriel

feeling bad like Michael
We go through the cycles
I gave your heart a revival
I'm standing stall as the Eiffel
I got my phone on silent
All of my hoes

Kanye, 2009

Sho Baraka

The Narrative

2016

(I keep it real)
I'm fighting my pride trying to be the nice guy
But my Michael Jackson's just trying to see the bright side
My white friends think

Pacquio
Visions winning Grammy awards knowing I’m the man now
I’m a star causing wars mosh pits starting up in the crowds
Puerto Rican mix, she’s

the score
Got the bad girls 
Heating up the floor
Shake so much
They say they sore
Turnt by the bar and the liquor pour
Drank in my cup 
Get lit like Thor