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boy what’s up
You don’t want problems with us
Xero gang we send them lead at your clovers
Reminding you don’t test your luck
Don’t judge a book by its

Story O' My LF

Zaz

30 Ans Victoires de la Musique

2015

some happy pilgrims
You coppin attitudes then it's time to chill son
We're comin home it's a big fiesta
Wear your best threads and your polyesters

mine then Imma go after it, dream big go capture it
Homie I am accurate, yeah everybody got an off day but
The next one ya best know I'm back at it
Good

to be the reason your mouth get wired
At "bare minimum" like a happy hour outlet flyer
Now you can be a house guest by the elite
(Nasty work)
Better off

the relationship.. ha
I stand by what I said
Big spoon on my neck, but small one in bed
You asked me to play, and we still playing
I love it here
You know what I'm

can tell by your fucking skin
Chills running down a nigga like he got a dividend
Huh, a nigga blend in with the scenes
"He spiel from every angle," do

penalties
And them drive by shooters, everyday ah shred yuh sentiments
Watch your apple foe you get jacked, and I ain't talking about no cinnamon
You run up

go natural. 
But at sixty-eight, approaching the big seven zero, her life long vanity would not allow it. 
And so, as the portable radio blared, she

They try to tell me that I'm blessed, but some days I feel cursed by love
In my dreams, I just be swimming in the millions
Sometimes I wonder why

in the fetus with me
Cause I know hell maintain it and we seein equal
Fuck a small vehicle I'm running on diesel
Big tank keep me alive for the people

Trynna shout for the cloud
Maybe I go hit the sun I'm big as Jupiter now
Awon te mi se ri mi I still dey move with the crowd
Baby I go change your life if

you 
The ones that are holding you down and they won't turn around when the arrows beginning to fly 
They stand by your side not here for the ride
Here

Yo yo yo
Yup
Check one two
Yeah we cool
Uh aye
Yup
Slat slat aye
Aye
Yup
Aye

Yeah your mom still like my photos yeah that's slime
Slat slat
Yeah

My nigga Tony out the slums of the streets
Heard the heat pop but never got caught up when all the beef dropped
Chains and a G-Shock, running shit in

Overwhelmed 
By the art of success
Stay true to your heart
Play your part and be blessed
Only then is when the emptiness
Ends 
And yet begins
I pick

Yeah uh

Raised by a dealer I ain't know he was dealing 

You see my daddy ran a business so I wasn't suspicious 

Just knew we had it wasn't shit I

you was the man homie
You only popping on the gram homie
I got this choppa on me it won't jam homie
Keep my name out your mouth
These bitches really be

know how I do it they know that I’m gone do it big
Already been through it ran through Texas when I was a kid
She just hit your phone throwing a fit

Don't Do Sadness/Blue Wind

Lauren Pritchard

Spring Awakening: iTunes Live From Soho

2008

the taste of dust in your mouth all day
But no need to know
Like sadness, you just sail away)
'Cuz you know
I don't do sadness
Not even a little bit

this second verse
Lord Knows, I like them educated with a big old booty
And please forgive us for our sins, we're about to do it
Lord Knows, this

damn, hot damn
Hot damn, baby I like the way you look
Hot damn, hot damn Hot damn, baby
I bet you that pussy get wetter

In my mouth, in my mouth I'm

and subtracted it
Watch your step, I attack again
Nothing's left, I won't make amends
Why are they running from something
That eventually gonna benefit them
Burden

blacks,
Like we’re running a try,
Or a field goal,
Too much finesse,
Luís Figo,

Haze to the chest with the pre-roll,
I keep it tight like kegels,

Worked

running
Gun on your neck
(Silence)
You can't catch my larking
Like the the outlords
Zoom in Zoom out
(Baw Baw)
We circle those opps now in wonderland