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strangle all you bitches 

Better move, uh

I got the best weed

Yeah that's probly true 


Bad bitches

Bad Mfs only 

Bad bitches

Bad Mfs only 

Bad

here right by the beach[00:17.46]Maybe after hit the club it don't open til three[00:20.26]And we still got a week[00:21.73]And all you bitches

pussy pink
& she pop like bubble gum.
Now he all in love.
Got the nigga feeling drunk 

I know you love me baby
cnd know I'm such a lady.
He think it's

not miss)
We gon' blast to the moon in my rocket
And my bitch, she a barbie in hot pink
Bravo when she give top, bitch, I'm Johnny
I can tell by her

got four bitches with me, no need to look twice
Throw rice at my feet, rose petals, Malaysian salt
I smoked two Cuban cigars and a Newport
An ounce

me long to smoke a whole 3.5
Took a Look to my left, look to my right
That’s my bro, that’s my bro
Both are by my side

If I see the PO
I can’t stop I

To walk me through the night, I'm singin'
Oh, woah, ah, woah, ah
Look at that lady
Little miss thing carries herself right, she's singin'
Oh, ah, woah, ah,

Yeah

Pull up to the party, my lady a Ferrari
Pink Lamborghini, baby, I am not a Barbie
Put you on a first-class flight to the Bahamas
Far away

Souped Up

Masters of Illusion

Masters of Illusion

2000

send the girls you take to exquisite restaurants
To Pink Hot Dog, exclusive company just miss the masses
Talk to white girls with flat stomachs, no

drop the addy addy
And lets get wid it cuz you ready
Know you qualified and you steady
That Miss Jackson cuz you nasty
Yea Im bout that pull up drop

where I'm coming from
Don't get left alone for tripping by my other one
Don't be messing over people you be needing
Niggas messy over bitches, can't

They Don't Love Me

Gangsta Boo

Both Worlds *69

2001

up in this shit
Crazy lady as a baby had the dreams to making it rich
As I get it, niggas get it, roadies get it what the fuck it on
Bhz my home
never

to Club Luxury

Hey guys! This is Miss Luxury
Here and welcome to my own club
It's Club Luxury
It's the independent club by me so yeah
If you're rich and if

We Getting High Tonight

The Murderers

Irv Gotti Presents: The Murderers

2000

thick like sugar cane
Give me brain til my heads shrink'an
If you drink'an, I'm think'an 
About coppin you a mink an' in the pink Lincoln
Bitches want

That pussy pink and pretty brown
He did all that for the gram
Ain't see a nurse dead on arrival (Chosen)
Hopped up off the porch
I looked both ways
But I

the way I always saturate ya sheets 
Split ya whig the way I wiggle in between ya knees
I'll be your one and only freak
My pink jewels only you can see
My

some shit, lady xanny Xanny
You could probably be petty
Sick of this shit I don't want your titties
Bla Bla Bla Bla Bla Bli Bli Bli Uh
Talking too much,

Yeah, wassup'
I know how to play
On words, not ya' man,
cin't he g*y?

Brand new SL Mercedes
Bitches always pressed,
I'm the hottest lil' lady
Catch

I like to buttfuck fine ladies
Will I chokehold a bitch? Well, maybe
Okay
I fuck the bitch, inducing asthma
Big screen plasma
Bitches on my bitches

getting money wit my bitches
Can't fold, when I'm getting money wit my niggas
I'm throwed, celebrate the homie cus he winnin'
I'm throwed, celebrate ya lady

They got me dusting off my lo wear
My baby mother back too slick talking with the cold stare
You know it’s money over bitches, please don’t make me

and cardio looking like a skater/ weight up & cut up, added soda by the bater/ alllllll glass.../ calculated moves all math/ disposable bitches minus the ass,

these bitches be lurking
How that been working out tho
All your songs tryna be my outro
All my song I be adding innuendoes
I be shopping with your lady

Letters

Kool G Rap

Live and Let Die

1992

snappers, speaker slappers 
The wickeder rapper the dapper rapper's when I flap my trapper 
Got that ass gassed by Amoco, you know you ain't man to go