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grinding for weeks u just mad grinding yo teeth 
How u gon sleep how u gone eat knowing that all u think about is me 
Picture me groovin while u & yourz

the slime
Shorties they lit all that twerkin' and whinin'
Had a long week now I’m coolin' my mind
Boy getting faded and ready grind
Head to the show bout

cap
She wanna fuck cus it's tatts on my neck
Meant it's till death so I tatted till death
Bitch I'm so dope cus my granny smoked crack
I beat the
I beat

couldn’t last a week
Without smoking me a reefer

I’ll make up a tiny excuse
Where it’s a cure for the blues
Now it’s true,
I feel better when I use

But I’m

different ways
I awaited Satan, but she came to save
Baby come and sleep, no let's not stay up late
Had to stop insomniac
Got the lab rat locked up in

you a bitch, nigga
My whole life just surrounded by gettin' rich, nigga
You come in the way of that, you get disfigured
I don't wanna diss niggas, I

took some time to study for the week
Parents immigrated, not the one to leave them sleep
I'ma be a leader, not the one to be a sheep
Pops is always

time I come around, your bitch is always choosing
Yeah, stupid ass hoe
I don't want that, she on go
Bitch probably sleep on the floor, I don't need my

the city full of freaks, I know you’re here by myself, I need you to sleep tight, right

Like your sunny day, rainy day shines 
two three four, Radio active

you die
Nothing but trappers with straps by my side
She popped a perky, she feeling alive
4 4 had told her she cant spend a night
I only speak what I

bitch you gone die right
My opps too lil still sleep wit a nightlight ion need a gun i can fight by my self
Feeling like glock nine ion need no help I let

Go! My bitch yellow, just like Lisa and Bart Flatulence backwood  a 3-5 fart
Dolo, fuck it, that's just how it is , Cut niggas off, that was flaw

Feel like Goku when he power up and then his hair turn blue
(What that mean)
That mean these niggas got no choice but cop the deuce
(What that mean)
That

keep it a hundred
It's one hundred or nothing

Blue bags Sunni world and  three degrees
Them other niggas is frontin
My bitch only drink me and Tito's
My

Uptown 4 Life

U.N.L.V.

Uptown 4 Life

With A Nigga Gotta Tote My Gun
(WE LIVE BY THE GUN, WE DIE BY THE GUN)
Get Into It With A Nigga Gotta Tote My Gun,
It's plain to see, you can't change

the sleep
How on the weekend you're the man but
It gets lonely in the week
No surrender, no retreat
Some family on your tree now
Can only see your branch when

of key singing
Try sleep with three women
Who is he kidding? Charlie Sheen winning
Do the truffle shuffle and
Hustle like Russell Simons
If you got a taste

A Pocket Size Sun

Tiamat

Wildhoney

beheld its innocent smile
She said 3If you want to have fun,
It will take you to heaven for awhile
An inch from the blue skies ceiling

I was touched

Two weeks, get the cut, feel the vibe
In the cut with the boys we certified
Been off the leak, yeah, who gone kill the vibe?
Been on a streak with

balling hard but this just wreck for me
Cause I'm way to flyer way to liver
Real soul survivor
You could catch me by myself
Nine times out of ten I don't

the flight, I done caught the blues
I knew my newfound bliss was too good to be true

Now I'm 21, 3 years of epiphanies since
Lot of pain inside my soul, I'm

3 times a nigga tried pulling the plug with a plug
And niggas think a comment finna get me up
Young black man with a plan for the big stages grabs

fond of me
cant sleep, till I call her back fo 3
like she dont know where I could be
At lc crib, with bags of weed
matrass in the booth, we kinda lean

maybe worse, maybe not so blue
I'm glad you left 'cause I needed something new

Days pass by, but you still do the same shit
Over and over again bit by