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Rapping and flipping the bread, like i'm Bob
Suite with the 49ers, bring Rob (Woah)
Perc's with the taliban, but no bomb
Fuck on Adele, she'll probably make

Ayy, on foe nem, let me in the club Bet not get To tweakin' cause this deuce
hold half a dub I don't even smoke, but bitch, we might just
Rob

spend pape on her
I might spend a lil' pape if I break blenders in her house
If every time that she see me, she put dick off in her mouth
She play that

know it's not given, I gotta escape
Always had to rob, when it didn't look great
I know niggas flop, I just wanna be great
Get ahead some
Why niggas

Why you riding with a gun if you ain't got no beef
Caporegime, doing for the mob, he hiding in a tree
Lil' nigga say he smoking Za, bought that shit for

dawg
Fuck the new rocket ship on top of y'all's cars

We aim for the ceiling, but we hit the fucking stars
Hit that shit by accident and turned

Nigga, you just seen how
Fat guys don't get burnt, guys
Uh, yeah
Why you send a motherfuckin' mob, nigga

I feel like you playin' by my paper
I might

caught a bullseye, I went and bought a cap I had turned the bulletproof around, can't
Get you down to my back I can't shoot or rob me, but for ball, I

It's Kaden on the beat
Hey Alex, real head-tapper, nigga

Stop by gang, nigga
This is what's up, gang
I come through the rip and I'm bumping that

off, I keep me somethin' smooth
I came in this world and made my own rules (yeah, yeah)
You know I'm a monster that hang with some goons (yeah, yeah)

and Fats was headlockin him
I was clockin, about two blocks per minute
And then I thought
That voice there's somethin definitely
Familiar in it not long did

on dey neck and wrist 
And niggas poppin bottles 
While da ladies rock dey hips 
You get to know me and i'll teach you somethin 
To go from lil money

All Girls Cheat

Rhymefest

Blue Collar

2006

somethin 
Women, they do the same thing that men do man 
They cheat, they go out, they wild, they girls goin wild 
But they a lil' better at it than we

See, ay I've been mad - O yea really mad
When somethin bad happens to you shit I'm almost glad
But I ain't jelly bout of your life it don't make me

[Intro: Bow Wow]
(Whoo)
I'm sayin
If I walk in da club
And uh
I could sense that lil mama been drinkin too much
This what I tell her
(I told her hop

In somethin' real fast
Two twenty-five on the dash
Grind like I'm down to my last
I was just tryna get the cash
You was tryna wine and dine, bubble

the lean because I'm a fiend
(Lean‚ lean, lean)
I just the left bank with some fuckin' cheese

You know I always got somethin' up my sleeve
(Yah, yah)
Bitch,

we runnin' this shit right now
We got somethin' special on the way too look

Came up movin' sixty-twos, makin' raw sales
Baking soda in that pot
It

at the old timers
Whether your fan base is lil' mommas or Obamas
How you claim to have somethin' in check with no commas?
You and Mary got the same request,

My lil bitch so bad I treat her like a kid and I give her allowance
Yeah she got a fat ass and speak a different language
I started getting big

My Struggle

Lil' Boosie

Bad Azz

2006

up behind the Cit go ?, on Wyoming 
street,Big sacks, big gats and some artillery.
All the lil niggas got big niggas, like Junior
And B all old

Real source, catch me plugged in by your light switch
Rollie on my left, bust Patek on my right wrist
I'm the type to go and get it, you will watch

signin along
And ya can relate to the rhyme I'm spittin in the song
You know you ghetto when ya best clothes, is your dress clothes
And your dress is blue

you are really blind 
Lil shawty is Devine 
Later on I'll get behind 
Like girl don't waste no time 
Why you tryna waste my time 
Gotta catch a flight