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hearing me lately
With all that tuning and shit
Mother fuckers said they want that old Ky back
(To be honest I don't even think I'm ready if they ready,

Written by Adedamola Adeniji & Dorcas Odutola

You can't the scam the scammer
You wan use me like James and Kamal
Bem who born their mama
Them wan

can tell that she a eater
Yea she for the streets don't keep her
Me and bro you know we teamed her
In the back I'm with Karina
Finna do a three way with

make me cry
Sometimes the devil pulls you closer

My heart is confused I can't
Pick between the two
Forgot how to love my angel cause
I'm sprung all over

Brand new '24 Maybach and it is side by side with rolls
Green all over my damn body I'm up top call me Nick Foles
Hate will always fuel my body but

I'm walking that 8 mile/ I don't fuck with no fake niggas I stay blowing that purple/ welcome to the transformation chamber/ call me Steven Q Urkel

The Sargent eat
On ya flesh i finesse
Every single set leave ‘em all in check
Rap like I’m possessed
Please don’t ever tread on me
Get the fuck off me you don’t

In my mind
I’m the ally oh I,I,I
I got shit to do
You want me to love you
Like I love em
But fuck it
 I don’t want to
Aye aye ally oh I
I got shit in

Never thought I'd make it
But that God for his blessings
My motivation
Driven by my insatiable appetite for cash
It's time for me to fucking mash
I could

Mon Homme

Jocelyne Jocya

French Feelings: Jocelyne Jocya in the U.S.A.

not much for looks 
And no hero out of books 
Is my man
Two or three girls has he 
That he likes as well as me
But I love him! 
I don't know why I

Puffin' on my grenches taking care business
Riding by myself I'll never trust a witness
Either you my family or just know me fuck a friendship
Same

deleted
The government invented AIDS
And gave it too youtube and said
"here give this too rucka"
This song is called
"me no rikey youtube part 2:
No more dj

you got to be down
And show me love, cause don't nobody want no scrub
What's up?, you know the half baby, cause it's you
And ain't no better picture

clutch
They Ku Klux
They got hang ups
Cause I'm too much
I don't ever really see em do much
If I did still wouldn't give two fucks

gon' drown
Ay
See me on my 1 2
Smoke blow outta my sunroof
Mix that sip wit' some orange juice
Hey
Renzo season upon you
Came up out the jungle
Straight

The Scarecrow Speaks

Deep Puddle Dynamics

The Taste of Rain...Why Kneel

equals
Drop, decorate
I implore you
Just think

[Alias]
Let me address you with two conflicting topics at this moment
Two paths I've roamed it
Intention

Like, grrah
Like, like

Spinnin' through, tryna catch me a roller 
Oh, he lackin'? Run him over
Fuck the Sev' block 
I'm the owner, I'm smokin'

on me
Niggas be fake man they sweaty and phony
Go wash your ass man you smell like bologna
Do all this shit by myself, by my lonely
Not gonna lie

the lady

Yeah man I just got what you wanted to
Steppin' on your gang cuz we done with you
Playing hella games with your hoe plus two
Look at your mama she

My Man

Lucky Me

Glue

1995

not much for looks 
And no hero out of books 
Is my man
Two or three girls has he 
That he likes as well as me
But I love him! 
I don't know why I

bitch I'm a rock star
You send me those texts bitch I don't fucking care
Sixteen Bars in this chop like a long verse
Find out when you sleep then we run

time is now
My side, stand up
Two shots
He slumped
I'm not the one
I don't give up
Cause I been up
Higher higher higher
Imma give her
Oscar Meyer
Hell

think that I could be cursed but I'm just, average

2 dollar tips is what I deprive (Average)
Just bought Xbox live
(Oh Average)
Fingers I got like five

What I need, oh, what I need, oh

Pop, like how I pop on these hoes
You gon' hear me everywhere, I don't care where you go
I'ma hit the hoe, but I do it