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confused with you And we'll stop along the way At every single block The memories we've made Will never soon be forgot 'Cause we'll be walking side by side
the button on the drop then recline (chop-chop) From domestic to a form see the rims don't stop ? In the screens glow when the trunk pop From Bentley's
I Do not fold under pressure Try to hit me With possession Lighting one up It's a session Ride by myself like a Tesla Neena so over protective I took
him to be a businessman He used to send me pictures of the Broadway nights I'd send him some homemade wine But he was killed by a man with
have sent you to be by my side Fresh and lovely like a dream come true I'll give anything to spend the night with you What a feeling and I can't stop
Move out the way, shorty on her way, grab her by the waist Haven't slept in a couple days I can't feel my face Drinking Henny by the bottle let it
I got five four six seven billions in my bank account Shut the f**k stop the cap I don't play around Simple Lamborghini Gucci you can write it down
Crocker Niggas say that they gon' rob me bitch don't make me stop you Uncle Speedy, B.M.F., he died don't let it drive you Hit G Weed on the cellphone
Smoking weed, true indeed Sick emcees presented by Tecca Neez! Check it out Ain't nobody busting like the nigga with a gun up in the middle
We on the south side but North Phily though Really though Purp by the pound crack by the oz I'm so fly all your hoes know me It be me Oschi Caddy truck
Southside, we bomb first, when we ride Swanging on elbows chopping on choppers that's right 'Cause we real, on a mission to get it can't stop
nigga I ain't ask that Down south ain't home you need to bring that ass back Doing big things just by the word of mouth Well them niggas don't know you
It's All We Have Poem by Stavros (aka: Poet 168) Reading T.S. Elliot After two books of Bukowski is like getting hit In the dick by a midget
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis) Now Arnold Jones an' MaryBeth Jensen's in a 'Vette down by the Deep Rock Had John Denver on the 8-track,
They told me drop the book, and the pen and the mic fuck what you dislike Whether I'm wrong I'm expressing myself with what feels right Live by your
[Ice Cube] Here's another day at the stoplight I'm looking in my mirror so I can see who can see me South Central is putting Ice Cube to the test
Here's another day at the stoplight I'm looking in my mirror so I can see who can see me South Central is putting Ice Cube to the test With four
And they smoking dro Saying papi don't stop We headed south to Ibiza They smoking that wiz Khalifa It's a celebration Ain't nobody hatin I see ya
cheated f*ck the record if you must stop When you're on top of me Was the only time I hotspot You gat me on my heartbreak swag Thinking wishing drinking
Help I have done it again East coast what up (what up), Dirty South what up (what up) Yea i said its my time And from the start knew I was born
some changes you wouldn't believe Don't focus on that Time that I slipped thru the cracks Headed to the south I ain't need a map These girls like motown
b**w And they smoking dro Saying papi don't stop We headed south to Ibiza They smoking that wiz Khalifa It's a celebration Ain't nobody hatin I
that duffel Imma pass Russell Not no dummy On f I’m gassing Gotta go get you know I ain’t laxing Got it for the low but I’m still taxing Lemme slow
the crickets won't stop (I'm 'bout to) Mute you like I'm dropping out Things is going south I can't hear you now I power down All my windows But I'm still
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