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step back step off
I'm gonna tour on your girl now she thinks he's soft
Fresh Wes is sweet like molasses
when I hit the clubs I scoop so many ass...

and a plan that, damn, didn't work. Who'd understand?
You understood that. You both had plans that hit the fan,
now you and your man split up. Your head's in

on the floor by my chair
I didn't remember that I left it there
When I heard her foot hit the stair

The closer she gets, the more I forget
About everything

started kissing in a language I don't know

I hit the lights in the bedroom
To soften up the mood
As your dress laces the floor
You're lying there

off to the Transporter

When I’m looking for a certain feeling, gotta hit it raw
Look up to my ceiling ladies, chandeliers galore
Look into my closet

to the Ginmill with a sponsor on my lip
An ounce or more, I hit the floor and bounce her on my hip
Announce a war, I tip the missus, roll away from the cherry tops

in hopes of one day landin in some place
where I can pump my hat and I can deal with the money
I hit so many bumps my shockobsorbers they must be

Airwaves passing through you
The music's getting to you
The feeling's coming straight to you
It's a culture revolution fueled by noise pollution

I see some ladies on the dance floor getting down
Dancing, shaking, moving making love to the sound
There was this one that caught my eye she turned

screwed while I get laid/
burned while I'm in the shades makin' the hits of a decade/
And degrade all you hold sacred/
You already mad and we ain't even

Sex, Ima Expert
You Gon Love A Nigga Bet By Tha Next Verse
Raw, Set, Thaz Right (Thaz Right)
Lets Ride (Lets Ride)Cruz Slow
Thaz How Stretched Out In Tha

Look
Look at what you've done
You've hit and run my heart
And I just can't seem to think of saving myself
And I still don't understand
Why you'd be

a nickel on the concrete,
Sweep take you off the floor throwing out a bomb,
You threw it back said you didn't want no scum,
I guess I don't know but he was

i brought you back to life
saw your flesh turn the color of sand
and it still hurts as much this time
as it did when i hit the floor

in Kalamazoo i

right away
It could be night or day I'll always find the time to play
Free to get signed shit I mean start a label
Thirty-six floors up white ash on my

Hit 'em with a two-step
Three-step, four-step
You step, we step
Banging on your doorstep
Ain't nobody home yet
We should make the floor wet

Remember sleepin' on the floor in the
House and it was vacant
I'm tryna bust down the coupe
I'm tryna fly off in the spaceship
They said they

aboard)
It's rich vs poor (It'll trickle down) 
But never hit first floor
Add another weapon to the war chest
(How they do that?)
More debt for the Corvette

original delegators
We ripping the floor panel and all
With a matter of force we
Go and handle you boys
We only family of course

Nobody ever gave a fuck

There are no second chances for me
Nobody's likely to come back around
Upon the ashes of what once grew here
I'll plant a seed and depart by night fall

in thе store
If I was you, I'd be mad too
I just pulled off in a fast coupе
And in my right pocket, got thirty, all blues
Her mink on the floor
Told

the mist
Decree by list, my hit won't miss
Red is yo new rinse

Down with the weight of a 210 titan
Make em run the other way
Nobody gonna keep on fightin

a human
Right? But I'm left without remorse
Lesser mind of course
Here come them meds they 'bout to force
Can't pick my head up off the floor
Friends

could've been here, but I
Left you behind, baby girl
I just wanna hit from the back
I was sippin' lean, sipped it
Out the bottle, baby girl
Now I need