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songs
Girl why you keep playing you know I'm impatient
Tell me what you waiting for
Girl trust me it's more in store
Get rich take trips out to bora bora

these rappers but
I don't like they shit
They lie too much in they songs
But y'all hype they shit
Far as bars, I made it hard for 'em
Despite they rich

This songs hot and that's real speech get them stains out yo game like Tide with bleach
I fuck with real niggas exposed to big Dave
Side on don't knows

Weather Man

Paul Wall

The Houston Hard Hitters: Version 7.0

2005

Big Swangaz and Vouges
Them 20 inches sittin low
We Ball 24's 7's all that we know
Screens and neon lights gon show
When my trunk unlock pop

on the floor,
Show you the span of yo attention
Color blind bitches, all they seeing is my riches
She say she want the stars so I fuck and big dip her
Blowing up

Big back yard I'ma soak my oaks
My story gon be told by so and so
With the bla bla blas and he did that tho
I should be a chief I supply that dope
Once

me for the clout
That nigga that you be with
Try to be like niggas he a clone
Yo corny ass nigga in my dm
Tryna feature me on songs
We not cool we

walked by me
Winked her eye, showed her thigh
She wants to talk to me
I caught your drift, you caught
My sniff, you smelling sweet, boo
And for the fifth

Big Rings - undefeated since 76
World Series - the balls in the mitt
Measure pleasure like Epicurian
Rich family, you just marry in

Boys turn to men,

couldn't wait to get big
Didn't know how I just knew I'd get rich
But time moves quick, dissolves all myth
Soon grew into a man who didn't have shit
Did

Hey, who are you?
"DMac produced it"
Oh, cool

Well hi there
Do you like big ass and fine hair?
Stalkin bitches like governmental spy ware?
I cum

cTOM BOMB BcBY by c. Ronee Blakley, Sawtooth Music, cSCcP
Ronee Blakley Productions Inc, Blakley Records. Distributed by Symphonic

 In every world

split it
I'm gon end up richer
Sealin' da bag
N i throw it like pitchers
My young nigga get it gone
He a magician
He got caught and he sing a song
Your

into songs
And you know my careers gonna be long
You were saved by the bell cause I am too strong

Walking down to the stop for my bus on the street

have to say
Another big thing is during the time of this songs recording (Two Thousand Nineteen)
Our commander in chief doesn't fucking believe in global

This is uncle Deji's song
I know, everybody wanna run away
Out here, the main thing right now is to run away
Can't blame, anybody for wanting to run

The doll who became rich after starting with nothing
Let's see our balance increase by a few more zeros
All Chengdu Group is standing by
Young master hanging

called Judas, ‘cause I was betrayed
By my own blood, I got no more love
Take this here song, as Noah's white dove
Guess I ran out of luck, locked up for

is not what I'm taking yeah
All those times you spent out gettin' faded
I was getting songs out that would go on your playlist

Hear our music

is not what I'm taking yeah
All those times you spent out gettin' faded
I was getting songs out that would go on your playlist

Hear our music

libs
All i see is a bunch of Lil Lil Lil Waynes
That need surgery by Dr. Carter
Sorry no trophies try a little harder
Check the dynamics bunch of rich

a pioneer
Blending tech and heart, making it clear
In this new era, I'm making my mark
With AI by my side, I'll light up the dark
This ain't Cardi B, not

wish you would
Out here repping fake Armani jeans like bitch I know you would
I got big stacks on my side
Tryna get rich in this life
I don't need no

with a lil ice 
Yea yea 


I can't forget the cold nights in commission kept warm by the stove (Brrrr) 
Funny how when I just tell em my age
And they see