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you see when you glance in my eyes
Don't judge a book by its cover may surprise
No brain surgeon but I run thru her mind
cnd these diamonds don't hit

kyrie better not try me i got my shooters beside me
Don’t get it twisted i chill in the lobby but still a do a hit like I’m Bobby
I’m way out the mix i

no role model
This F&N does not fit with Foamposites
My shooter ain't showin' no love, he chrome-hearted
He really brainless, he came in with no

me fold I was washing my designer shirts
Only time you seen me choke I was rocking chains so big they hurt
Only time you seen me broke I swear my heart

Bobby Lashley
Keep the strap, cause I run off on
Plugs that try to tax me
What's up girl, what's good with you
Say that she was from Peru
Love my foreign

you so serious ? Bet them jokes can’t save you now. BLAOW!!
In love with drumming sounds, them birds sing like Bobby Brown
We let em take a bath, but

what i'm owed
Moving with flow water boy h2o
Black Bobby Bouche better get stay out my way
I ain't showing up just to play, i'm trying to put food on my

when she with me
I'm feeling good when I'm off of the Remy
Generic but baby we like Bobby Whitney
Put love in the drink
Girl I'm feeling tipsy
I ain't

that he sold our friend
you gon' reap the shit you sew, probably the coldest end
tolly bobby eight
that mean bino been gone for almost 10

put my best

but you fake you can't feel the real
All my verse heavy, keep your weight up to appeal 
If they really love you you'll never doubt how they feel
If they

a selfie
A selfie
Screaming out fuck love can somebody help me
Somebody help me
I just need you by my side hoping that you down to ride
I'm a real Gangsta

One, two, three (Beep)

Verse 1:

Turn a lot of friends to foes yeah (Ага друзья)
Turn a lot of wifes to hoes yeah
I turn them rappers to my clones

to day
Should I go should I stay
Cooking up Bobby Flay
But is this really the way
And I know I've made mistakes
You can bet my debts are paid
Man I'm

gang, I dare this nigga try me
I been flockin', ask about my body, like
Bro tryna do 'em like Bobby (Ha)
I'm in the streets tryna up if they watchin'
G,

uncharted lands
But I wouldn't have to wander through storms for treasure
All I ask is with my heart is hand
Is would you stay right by my side for worse

world is what I’m facing
I only hope in the end that
They all love and embrace him

(I'm tryna right my wrongs
But it's funny them same wrongs
Helped me

You Always Have A Heart Like A Pair Of Chloe's 
With Your Figure So Curvy Not Flat Like My Sony 
You The One Girl That I Be Making Love Slowly 
We Hold

the page every day,
 
And in order is really how I love to read,
But you skip to the lue my darling to satisfy your need,

You drink every day to block out

Sneak up on that beat
Sneak up in my sheets
Gleak on your feet then I leave on my beak
I mean bike bring heat from my beak
No hands when I ride that

Tracy McGrady, early 2Ks the way I go ghost mode

Cause im New York, like a knick
Icy, Bobby Or, the Sick
Catching, Whitney Ford, the mit
Up in my accord,

the perfect caption
Ya mans said he got them bars but I heard he cappin
These rappers wanna be New Yorkers like a Jersey accent
My dawg trappin on the block he

Bust a Nut

H-Town

In the Nude [Clean]

1993

you no more
Which one of these hoes in the lobby want to slob me
You know me, I like my dick brown like Bobby
In the duke shoot, then the b**** get

the underground
It's all love when I come around in the underground
See through your crew with perfect vision
Most of y'all on my dick like a circumcision
Me and my

Evolution

Crystal Shawanda

Dawn of a New Day

2008

Wild child, I was seventeen
Born again when I heard Patsy sing
Just a little piece of a good thing
My evolution, my evolution

Heart broken by a green