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Yeah
Aye
Whoa
Hah
Aye
Aye Mr.Francis
Let me get a lil bit of ya help on this one
If you don't mind, please
I almost fucked it up

I almost lost you

Let Me Tell You Something

T.I.

Trap Muzik

2003

a pass, labeled a dirt bag
By the minute, hearts I broken and women I hurt bad
Might I add Christian Dior and fur jackets
A part of the pack, but still

See bodie and lil wavy hit you rat and roll (rat and roll)
You could be my victim, you won't never know
I call up lil juicy, say he on the the four

You're the One for Me

Mr. Capone-E

Lowrider 2005 Tour

2005

you're the one (and it goes a lil somethin like this)
So let's take a cruise somewhere
You and me

[Mr. Capone-E]
Come on, just cruise with me all night

I Gotta

Trina

The Glamorest Life

2005

Georgia nigga
I got a, lil' brother cookin quarters nigga

I got a, couple girls who gon' come fuck
I gotta, see the money time to come up
I gotta,

down, you broke (ah)
It's Randy Savage on coke, ayo, ayo

I might drop a lil' drugs just to get a lil' buzz
Growin' up, I had to struggle, know what

to antoin my private chef
First we'll eat crab legs, by candlelight
Then sip wine by the fire for the rest of the night
And if the time is right, I'll ask you

Call Me Sir

Train

Greatest Hits

2018

When I ride by myself
I don't ever get no help
But when I roll up with her
Everybody calls me sir
No matter how long I stay
They never ever know

for a while, I'm gon' go call my crew
You go call your crew
We can rendezvous at the bar around two
Plans to leave, throw the keys to 'Lil Cease

to get fix, how to get mix
'09 Wop, I was tryna go Wayne
Took a little half, tryna find my brain
One million, two million, what am I saying?
Quarter

[Mr. Lil One]
What's up Dawg

[Mr. Shadow]
What's up

[Mr. Lil One]
You back up in here again

[Mr. Shadow]
Yes

{Mr. Lil One]
You see that board

Southside

Slim Thug

Da Bottom, Vol. 3 [Chopped and Screwed by OG Ron C]

2005

the southside
(ayy, ayy, ain't nothin, ain't nothin, ayy)
[Verse 1 - Lil Scrappy]
Ill leave your ass cripled
Like some frosted flakes
What you call it

the private room I'm tryn see sumin
The booty hit a lil different when the bag jumpin  
Turn it up a bit I bet I make it drip drop
By the end I bet I end up

Damn she fine that's a bad lil bitch
I ain't go lie that's a bad lil bitch
Don't get offended when I say bitch
Cause I say bitch like y'all say nigga

have seen the vision two years ago
I'd probably be on Saturn cruising
Up too high for shit on Earth to matter to me
Livin' life in fuck it mode who cares

You can call me Mr. Krabs
The way I'm running
To that cash
Baby let me tap that ass
While you do that lil dance
You can play with the clutch
Baby

Right Left

But Naked on the floor 2 Step aaayyyy

Lil freak lil bitch Got next

Bluefaces Bustdown in my pocket No Flex

Aye No Flex

She gone fuck it up

Hope I'm able to make this right turn right here or I'm fucked.
Lil' whodi that I'm with, ballin' up like a bitch.
Instead of tryin' to retaliate by

a crescendo
So sick with a fever and no flu
Asteroid blue, how fast the love flew
You a lil' sweet like a tiramisu, boo
Not satisfied 'widda drop, I drop two

blew his head off from all angles
Alchemist cool, hoodies bool, sipping Veuve
My lil nigga dropped out the
First day of school
Dropped tears when I wrote

never be wrong just call me Mr. Right (Yeah)
I'm telling you might just suffer a painful Lil death, if you wanna try (Better not try)
Yeah, Glock

I'm being gang-stalked by the CIA, they put a chip in my brain
Yeah, it's Big Lope in this motherfuckin' man LDC, shit, lil' bitch
Yeah, big L.D.,

wanna do
I'm always right, i'm never wrong
I'm the big one you're the small one
Ready to fight, everything's mine

Yeah¡ more suffering
Mr. Ego

(Chorus)

Live It

Raekwon

Heart Of A Champion [Amended]

2010

and strife
From a Buick to a Beamer, ambitions of a dreamer
Motivated by Mob Figgaz and Andre Nickatina
I'm gettin' paper while you're in the shade drinkin