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poser
Nigga to the king I'm closer
Than those fake models (fuck 'em)
Yo fat bitch got me a boner
I ain't no bone (thotty)
They want that juice and muscles

friendly you was just my foe

Me and David yeah we go for the wind
Made me up some K's so you know that I'm gon' spend

They hitting my phone yeah I'm just

with bad table manners
We act bad, my nigga what is y'all sayin'?
Like when we walk inside clubs, niggas hold they gal hand
'Cause they know we run

Like a Pimp

Busta Rhymes

MTA2: Baptized in Dirty Water

2003

with bad table manners
We act bad, my nigga what is y'all sayin'?
Like when we walk inside clubs, niggas hold they gal hand
'Cause they know we run

from Louisiana
Made It
The amazement
On they faces

Cause they know
We underrated
Underrated
How i play it
They say life is what you make it
Grab

That .40 cal drum with a tiddy, boy Glock with extension
I fuck around sweep up the street boy
And foe nem ah' tweak on a nigga
Just let they ass know

watchin' yo mans
Then you a goofy
Boy get off yo ass and get some bands
That's how we do it

First things first, I still put in work but all the opps broke

came with
That's shoulder shrugs
Big rings worse to blame
(How we've made it here)
For the way big rings
Yeah big rings
(How we've made it here)
(How

came with
That's shoulder shrugs
Big rings worse to blame
(How we've made it here)
For the way big rings
Yeah big rings
(How we've made it here)
(How

is a tour bus to pull up in
And show everybody what I'm made of
Say what I can do
I wanna take all my people with me
That stuck with through it
Fuck em

been, oh-ooh
Second thing second
Don't you tell me what you think that I can be
I'm the one at the sail, I'm the master of my sea, oh-ooh
The master

Moving descreetly hoe I made sure they couldn't trace this
Thot I made sure they couldn't fake this
Don't flash thirty bucks in my face I'll still take it

a make it out one day
Fuck goin to college I found me a better way
Millions what I'm gonna make
50 drums I might have to spray
Taking drugs cause they take

Bitch I win
I don't care who what where how
And you can go on keep being an ass
I'm bout to wear that ass out
I blow a bowl
Until it's cash
And then

And get it if you want it let's go
You gotta know that I'm with it
Know you can tell from the craft you
Can tell by the flow
I can't give plenty reasons I'm

and receive common sense
It's too much promising
In a world where nothing’s promised we done promised shit 
Look what they promised him hand cuffs and chains

that shit got me finished
Po a drop in my pop yea this shit got me leanin
They think I got none but I swear I got plenty
Yo hoe ain't my hoe what's

Name Hold Weight

Future

Streetz Calling

2011

salute to the hood of Mexico and that's king
And I'm balling like Koren but the game ain't what it seem
I got to go hard by all means
I go berserk by

a ride 
But that's for you and only you to decide 
I know what it's like feeling hopeless 
When your hearts been trashed and it's stolen 
When you so mad

Annie Maes

Mr. Pookie

Tha Rippla

1999

a swisha bigger
Then send you to a place, where you taste nuthin but cake
All tha beats made by kevin a., k-roc you face
Slow it down k, I'm tryin to let em

Yo, turn me up some yeah
Ayo, you gotta respect my shit
You know what I mean?
I been silent for so long
Ayo, Beave, I been that nigga
For so long,

slipping
On my pimpin
Kept it G witt em
He gone love me long time
Still ain't gone be witt em
I'm a Goddess
So I get
Everything that I want
No matter what I

eye to eye wit Debo
First time I seen smoke
They don't know what I mean tho

If I aint do nothing I put my heart in
Went the hardest
Felt that pain

the journal
Oi, I'm loving it
That's a Justin commercial
I'm back on the underground
Like I've just been commercial
MILFs calling me baby
What made mumzy