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stunning by my side
Product of past, she was looking for a ass to save her life
I say bad for me, good for each other. Who wants to see me dead?
A lot

Girl you know I be lovin' you
You're the girl for me and I'm the guy for you
If you wanna see just invite me to your club

Girl don't believe I'm

da either issues or everybody pissed at me,
..I
  Pull up in a van, no mystery’ I’m so hot I hit a histamine,
  Prolly wouldn’t wanna roll up on yuh

fleeky, lovin' my VV
Still make money when I wake up
Count these bands when I wake up

Buss down Cuban, came with a pocket one
Of all these tops now I've

Love is so harmless
That even a bug in the ground
Won't let you down
Once you have found
The key
To unlock some mystery
That lives behind
A river in

past lookin naughty
But I Still stop by and say hi to my family

Might look nice but I'm flawed
And ain't a single muthafucka ever been able to stop me

Drop It Heavy

Roc Raida

Crossfaderz

2000

double it 
Add the craze, now they lovin it, no need to cover it 
Let it shine, like the sun do 
Now who reflect like us? None do 
But still come

Money comin' in yeah i'm still quitely countin'

I love cookin' meat but my pockets be vegan
I love cookin' heat but my homies be chillin'
Sold my soul

find it by myself
Momma raised me gone and get it with no help
She said no one has your back just like yourself
And girl you proved that shit just like

that's the price of my fade
Niggas rappin' bout they bros deals I ain't hear once you ever push weight
She lovin' Mr. Real five chains two plain janes I'm

you never went
Plus it's bottles and model we up in the club
Keep a 50, I'm hated by many men
We don't respond to disses
We click till we finish, you

or September
I be lovin the heat
Born in this shit what do you mean
I'm keeping it flames like 120
Yeah back in my home town the heat it get dummy
Cooking a egg

with the stress
I can tell that your accent’s imported (Whoa)
Sippin’ vino in Valentino killin’ the dress
Africana my Aphrodite, she lovin’ life
I’d die

frail
On inside mother's womb, Baby braille
c silent scream, a whispered yell
By what could have been, unborn trails
Smoke spirit like embalming fluid

I got quez in this bitch
I got Sav in this bitch
I'm on the grind like it's 9 to 5 Keep
a lil queen, she back in the hive, you know she fly
Eye for

(Luciano syrè)
This shxt is too mystery 
Don't be judging by looking my pictures 
My verses take action like creatures 
Turning a class to a stu I'm

this gang gang 
Still need you girl by my side girl knowing you my main thang 
And I love it when I look and just see yo name rang
This shit a wild life

trap

The trap by you, the trap by the rise and the trap by the fame
All you is doin', all you is doin
You just be lovin' me for the fame, for the fame

me feel less then sure
It takes type of understanding when your insecure
Your sons are doing more than better she can rest for sure
I guess the hustle

like four days, fuckin' on like three different bitches, yeah
I be forgettin' they name and they still wan do my dishes, yeah
Hold on, hmm, hold on, let

day I'm confronted by some hatred for some lovin' 
Meet me and you maybe might like me an' think nothin' of it 
But deep below the surface bubbles

me lovin' the women who game shameless (Shameless)
She always trippin' over the bitches I used to hang with (I used to hang with)
I tell her she

to let you stay too long
Cause that may translate to hangin' on
Hangin' on my every word
I'm too cheap to give you all the lovin' you deserve
Lately I been

back and fourth like Andy Roddick
She might go Mike Tyson if we ain't gon' switch the topic
Yeah we toxic, just like my other 4
And if it's complicated I