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what I do
Get into the big league, will be more than just a gig
Not a magic, not a trick, I'm the realest of the real
Baby I won't slow down, I just

virtues and dignity
Not a woman that will play tricks on me
And give me ready made baby

I'm looking for a lady
A good woman in my life
Someone that will

Let me talk my shit
Look at my neck, then look at my wrist
Just another nigga from the
Hood that got rich with the shit
Baby keep Chanel bag with

ready for the action (action)
I came with a drive by got a blicky
That body wasn’t mine (Say Wha?)
Bow! All my nggas we gone catch him out
Shot a 30 clip

Ok ok come on I'm ready
You can't read nobody's page and think you know their story
How could I judge you if there's no such thing as perfect
Perfect

Sorry for not being what you needed
For not possessing what you
Think you want
Don't know about anyone who does
By the way, is that why you're still you?

silver got me transparent
Got me hella clear with my intentions
Right now, I’m turned on by the way you’re moving that figure
Told her don’t stop til' you

Chalice

Donae'o

Chalice

'bout the old days
Remy by the whole case, no chase
Up for days baby, I can't feel my whole face
XO multiply, we don't divide
Growing jet, getting

have big plans, then, it was all a dream
I struggle, wit my deen, cuz the temptation high
But I feel that can change with, you by my side
You instantly

on wetty
Eyes too low, smoking that fetty
Not vexed, not fazed
I'm ready
Baby you can't understand me
Just give me slop till your brain fucking empty (spi)

So Fly

Conya Doss

A Poem About Ms. Doss

2002

just by chance
That I'm feelin' you, ohhh
(There's no regrets) baby (you should know that)
You should know that (you should know that)
You're so fly

Literally baby no skittles
They say I'm hella slick
Cause the verbiage that I spit could easily undress a bitch
I gave her dick
Now she addicted
Simply trying

To try to teach me a lesson
All that shit that you talking
Got me losing my erection
You upset
Cause I was hesi on no protection
Like we ain't ready for no

went runnin
And a glow so stunnin came down, baby there you was
Like I could never imagine
Steppin out in your very own heavenly fashion
You was hiding

the chop Demi Levato its ready to shoot up
In the backseat with the faaa tell bro to scoot up

Been relaxing out the way I been trappin' out the A now
Back

a go, Go
I'm on the run I'm a go, Go
I'm on the run I'm a go, Go

Niggas don't know they ain't ready a nightmare I'm Freddy my flow is so deadly
I swing

pancakes, Aunt Jemima
Nigga, pass out, knew my stash spot was by his, baby mama
Fuck that cash, my nigga gon' crash out, your fly goon' kamikaze
Ayy, these

bitch and she callin' me baby
We went to the hills and she said that she randy
Countin' this money I made in my sleep
Keep it a hunnid Im up by the week

cool with the rest
Not catching up, ready to get turned to a pest

She's both fire, hoe, ain't no need to be mad
I'ma be by the freeway, that's it, back

of a scholar to get caught up in a by product
Yeah
Young Willy Wonka
Baby want some chocolate flowered out lapel milkshake
Johnny Rocket
One more time son
Leave

a opp, leave him dead for real, I want the slimes, they trained to kill, game ass goin', I'm ready for trouble, I feel like brown, get you right off

the dad hat
When it don't match, we turn to a sad cat
We only grown kids with these bad habits too
It take 2 to make a baby, more than that to raise 'em

smoke all day we can be that
Where you wanna go don't wait we can be there
Picture me and you rolling with ya feet up
In my 2 seater
Baby don't crash
You

the lying and stop all the fuckery 
Lil baby are you mad 
Are you mad cuz I'm bad 
Making money by the bag 
Gimme dollars give me cash 
Racking it up yeah we