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give a fuck, I’m tired of living like a fool
I’ll show you my life looks like hell, you’ll hardly get it through
What’s about that bitch, Wonder Woman,

me she gunn prosper
Girl killy killy
Girl give it me
I got what you want but you can't get it from me
Girl just killy killy
Girl gimme gimme
You know

life in you
You're all I want 
Because I know what the world gives
It left me stripped 
It left me sick 
Dumb, blind, and pitiful 
Dead in sin 
I'll give

to Him; (I turn to Him)

There is nothing in this world
That can give me a pleasure like You,
I will turn to Him, you can too.

[Chorus:]
Nobody ever told

can't [?]
Who can't walk in heels, who pussy smell like shit
If I told you tote that strap, you'll pop a lick
Never keep that drama you a real real,

uhn
If the word say to love one another
Then why we judging every book by y the cover like 
Uhn uhn uhn uhn uhn
Uhn uhn uhn uhn uhn
If you don't know me

like damn
Ooo imma give you everything that he never did
Now that you with me yea

Tell me girl I gotta know
What's on your mind
Why you been acting

go, we rollin? (ay)
What's 80 minutes to me
Man in a minute imma hit you with the realest
Expect less? Now you got me pressed
Ok I'm Mr. 4.0 I

a party
Chased by the baddies like its tom and jerry
I never be shy got shot by a fairy
The fear of embarrassment it can be scary
Next thing you know she's

the first place
Stuck in my head is the worst case
Give me some meds and a first aid Like mamma look what your birth made
I'm solo, can't let go
I roll up

Gangsta Shit [RMX]

50 Cent

Bulletproof, Vol. 4

2008

Yeah, niggas talking all that gangsta shit
Acting like my money ain't no good in the hood; you know what I mean?
Fucking head blown off, nigga; you

and Gabbana
Living lavish like I wanna
With you
With you
I want the Prada, want the Gucci
Give me Christian, give me Louis too
Ooh
I want the beach house by

for you to listen to
As you sit and stew and listen to, what I'm ripping through
Instead of skimming and flipping through the lyrics, like a kid in

born with the force now you'll never never catch us
Mind on the money, watch doors open like teslas
I walk in the white house with a strut like George

a ring on my finger, like, what?
I'ma get you up, give you work
I might pull up on you like I'm dark knight
I might get another bitch to come by
Don't

he get me there like a taxi (skrrt)
They wanna know why I stay happy
You know what I say when they ask me

I can't help it, it's a shame what he do

around
Give you just a sec to take your breath, bring it back now
Dudes get excited, seein' what they like, and
Hopin' you the one you choose, hope they

Name Brand

JME

Godfather

2017

notepad, nigga, hold that
I'm a G by myself, you've gotta hold hands
I've never been disloyal
Like to buss joke, but I've never been a joke man

I came

the heart what I'm known for
Skinny jeans, I don't do those
[?]
Fully automatic chopper, you could shoot though
Now I'm moving five mill when I shoot dough

to death like a funeral
But still alive. fly till I die
Fuck Zimmerman? he killed my guy
I rock my hood I drink my tea
Don't give a fuck what you think of me

want me do
Gonna give it to you abundantly
Wanna make you feel like you win lottery


Verse

I just wanna take you high
Babe make you fly
Take you

without a hook nigga
Nah Willy don't do it by the book nigga
Oh you wanna touch, tell me what you worth nigga
Cause I know you ain't even gone deserve nigga

’m leading by example when I’m talking shit (This how you do it)
Outside of my denim like Arthur’s fist
Ya’ll can quick gawking (Stop)
Shits awkard this often

just couldn't give a shit for me
Like ain't nobody witnessing what I thought was some history
Like my shit ain't the missing piece to all this fucking