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roll the dice and I always win it
She think we in love tryna finish my sentence
Gotta run it up can't show love to niggas
I be in the cut I be lowkey

Bad by Myself

Biz Markie

All Samples Cleared!

1993

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Let me tell you a story now

I was in front of the Apollo on Amateur Night
It was after the show

Wanna Party

Tony Rebel

Vibes of the Time

1993

-P. Barrett-

Music alone shall live
Happiness it always gives
Step over man 'cause is positive vibes, seen

Chorus:
Do you wanna party wanna have

the show
Tight like kick in the doe
That's right baby zero below
You know the GD got ya city throwin' em up
It's oh so - ficky ficky fresh! I give you

nigga to get on the floor if he try something funny I'm letting it blow 
Better know that my niggas don't play that 
Have his shorty show me where that

don't DM me
Pull up four deep on me in a gmc
Can't show them the crib meet by the dmv
I'm a PIMP
You ain't got something for the bro don't dm me
Pull up

es eh galinha nta fazes churrasco
Tud n nha life eh show
Ta fazel dretu p es pidi mass
Shory cre p1 assumil
E nta assumi keh caten hipotese
t tont

Trynna get higher when I gotta roll up
Baby girl a fan cause she really like to blow
Im never late cause I never like to show up
Now Im bout to blow up

off my meat in Roblox

Ay ya boy Joe Garcia
Ay by the way lil kids look up uh go on Google.com, Google.com and search up
P-E-N-I-S
Yeah
Uh
Fuckin uh uh

mi gente gon' show love
Serving bags by the pound, Paris fashion week so we calling it kilos
I'm in the back of the club with a broad, and we sharing

forever you'll be
Followed by the damned
Throwing fists
Bodies ditched
Never fucked with Aerosmith
She puppet on my master
Like I'm being
John Malkovich

cribs came wit the maids
And if it didn't then you slippin', catch up
But by the time you do, I'll probably do it different

I'm advanced, see

with me
Pull up to Dyckman, Dominican shorties, be really be lookin' O.D.
Moncler coat in the NYC with a P.Y.T and she all on me
Cartier shades

realist shit I ever wrote
Good drugs I supply get the shipment off the boat
Get served a couple P's smoke the za up by the O
The feds start asking questions

Put your hands if you know you gotta show up, gotta show up
Put your hands if you know you gotta roll one, gotta roll one
One crib to the right,

I put the G into the grind
An my T's one of a kind
That's why I'm leaving them behind
Make the P then multiply
An I keep it by my side
Just to gimme

I'm sitting by the piano just like Mr. Elton John
But my hand is on fire
Raising my head, just like President Nixon
Knowing that I am a liar
And I'm

I got P’s
Stephen Curry shoot you 3
I can’t do no show for free
Want this drip but it ain’t cheap
Want a feature pay a fee
I can’t do this shit for

o 

From a p**** try flip up yea me ready right now


Ah Next ting a wha de f*** do some family 

Dem heart dutty and me know dem ungodly 

De duppy

Bitch it’s Diamonds, What?
I just sold my last P
I had to make it up

Drop 20 racks up on my BM
Felt it in my gut 

Just bought her titties & some

chop the K
Give you shots like I'm Dr. Jay
Better mask up can't show yo face
I catch yo ass it's murder day
I call up will to get my fade
Real steppa I

casualties show up
This shit remind me of a drive-by
More motherfuckers die by accident than on purpose, why?
'Cause they don't know what they doin'
They

P
I ain't switch up I'm still the same ol' G
Just elevated lower case to capital
Research and invest just to elevate the capital
Young Africans

we all good when He show up Revelation nineteen verse eleven to thirteen
Do you hear the wisdom that sing?
Wisdom cry in the streets while the foolish