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socks and
I'm giving him head
Going down like the stocks
I got moxie
Hi my name's Roxie
The box hot
He's heated by proxy
There's a level to the way
I keep

I just walked in and she tugging on my boxers
Gotta stand tall you could tell by the posture
Wanna get put on you must think that I'm your sponsor

away the sirens start to follow
They calm me down with two pills and oral drops
Every meaning is fading, I've never felt so low
Can't understand if it's

muhfucka
Time on my hands run out, muhfucka
Days pass me by, muhfucka
Sprint never fall, sunshine, muhfucka
I sleep but still I'm tired, muhfucka
A lot

woah dakotaRomani
DakotaRomani dakotaRo-
DakotaRomani y'all know, if y'all heard
"Surgeon" by, uh, BabySantana and Slump6s
Bro, y'all will know
These two

back

I'm not talking so, the Glock finna blast
The Glock got two kids
I'm not talking 'bout Spaz
Yeah, we put your mixtape all up in the
(Uh, uh) , we

This song is AI generated
Produced by Tantu Beats
Initiate Joost Klein rap sequence

Hallo Nederland ik vraag mij iets af
Waarom zie ik niemand in de

song (This my last)
A lot of people don't like
The way that I rap, Dawg
(They don't) you know your choir director
Listen to "Mask Off"
I been captured by

she ain't
Fuckin' with these broke niggas
Hi Tech, red glass, that shit pour different
By the time I'm ninety-two
Done ran through four kidneys
Laughin'

to talk down on me
Used to call lil' Dee I
Don't give a fuck now
Yeah, we up in Saks by the Fendi
Bitches wanna come around now
That I'm winnin' i don't get

ass don't tell
Me what I wanna know
(I will! I will! I will)
Then I'ma start by cutting
Off your motherfuckin' fingers
(oh no) and work my way
To your

latest could come by

I'm 'bout the money
(I'm 'bout the money) , yeah, ayy
I'm 'bout the money
(Gotta get money) , yeah, ayy
Cup of that muddy
(Cup

ho)

Put some money in stocks and go add it up
I'ma give 'em a reason to be mad at us
Pull up in the truck with exotic pups
I ain't come by myself, it's

friend" (Oh shit)
I let two minutes pass by
Then reached inside my pocket
Now this when shit 'bout to get
Real and nobody can stop it (Okay, listen)
Pulled

time u see me
So much cash inside the safe I gotta move it weekly

(Chorus)
[Bizzy Speaks over Sample]

(Verse 2)
Flight out to Vegas I might go out like

no bitch to admit that I cry a lot
Fuck being sad
Put them tears up in a frying pot
Rocking by my lonely
Since '05 posted on the block
Down for all my

your choir director
Listen to "Mask Off"
I been captured by beauty, I hope it catch on
I'm just doing my duty
I hope you find yours (Eee)
God told me He

CEO shit, fuck nigga uh, for sure, uh
Happy Halloween 2 ayy

When the lights low and nobody lookin'
You can always smell me
In that kitchen cookin',

moves
Wrote this shit on the way to go make a slap
Two grizzies for a buck-sixty flat
But the shit I spat circulate the map
Generatin' racks
While you

My life illegal, mamba with diablo
Two-steppin' to my heartbeat
We takin' risks for chips
Keep the chrome weapon under the car seat
Like Rodney

proof I'm
Tryna go fa round two i lovе it

Hills & lingerie babe I lovе lace

Making love to tracks on my love tape

Fire and desire since u love drake

about me
Never ridin' solo on a black
Truck full of two lit's
Been murkin' motherfuckers since the
Age of ten
Used to that tape and them outline chalkin's

ridin', that's for life

Now we ridin' on these bitches
Ain't no mercy in my eyes
With the Rydas by my
Side, screamin', "Die, motherfucker
Die!"
Never

storming your castles
We're something worse than scary
Y'all ain't living happy and after
I pull the M2
Your folks won't recognize you but fuck
It I'm