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(Coke white cash got me fitted like Royce)
Millionaire drug dealer raps (waiting, uh, um, yeah, you leave me no choice)
Show and tell (we don't

me whatcha real name now
I ain't gonna bail em out
I ain't gonna tell you what about it
Yeah I needa rebel to be about it
(Yuh)
I got them bands I

just shout
Big benny boy why don't you come here
And tell us the words that we like to hear
Cause The ladies all know what I'm about
But there's

sun comes, me I was raised by wolves
Stay official, sign the dotted line
You're superficial, unoriginal
It's been a minute but the boys back widdit'

bout what these nuccas on
I done made it up from under they spells
Couldn't hold me momma prayer is real
No more false narratives the stories they tell

dead bodies on my lap (move!)
When I got home, enough of the static
Hammer and tools, went up to the attic
Never knew any other girls or boys
Only my

the early dawn

Don't tell me 'bout cotillions line dancin' no sire'ee!
That dancin' Anson City still takes the cake for me.
Now boys I won't forget ya, I

murder
Got me callin' every lawyer that I ever heard of
Oh, Lord, please, tell me what you see in me
Teary-eyed, they got my baby boy on TMZ
Balled up

to Gary
I tip em like Ben and Jerry
We're in the special team
We kick it like Vinatieri
You listenin to the boy in the
Class that used to read slow
But now

Pussy Killz

Nas

God's Son [Bonus Tracks]

2002

departed mommy wound decayin
I look at the bright side, the fact that I got a life side
Born 73 (September right nas)
True, virgo child
The first thing I

Bitch Bad

Lupe Fiasco

B*tch Bad

better, they misunderstood
(I'm killin' these bitches) Uh, tell 'em
Bitch bad, woman good
Lady better, they misunderstood
They misunderstood (I

scared (you scary)
I don't go to sleep without a Glock by my bed (doot-doot-doot)
I don't say no names 'cause them boys might be the feds (the feds)
I

She say she love my lingo
I gotta be from the streets
She knew that I was G code
She can tell I'm from the streets
Im snappin going beastmode

to pay
Long as we running after dow i got some time to chase
Tell em to pay
I got somebody to pay
Tell em to tell all their friends if they ain't got no

they slide they pop pills
When I slide
My mind clear
Got it by my side
Here
Soulja slide
In 9th gear
This my life
Not my year
Let em float no kite
Let

the only one I dream of
Cuz I hit em with the, girl
You the only kind thing I want dey rolling in my Beemer
Aye and tell me
Why you always dey my dream
You

chorus
Sweet melanin thing You're the only one I dream of
Cuz I hit em with the, girl
You the only kind thing I want dey rolling in my Beemer
Aye and tell

somebody gonna get it for him
Round here brah, you get it how you live, live how do you get it
Round here in this bitch, don't you dig, tell 'em

Yea, I said

move, he'll shoot you
Shorty so wild, she give me a loan
I know she gon' suck on my ruler
Ain't see her in a while
By the time I got back, I can say for

I'm losing control
You're dependable
No, you won't let go
You got a hold on me

We want to thank Travis and Jon for stopping by the service this

Ha, told 'em
Waylon and willie tres
Haha ha, yee-yee

Got a bad blond bomb shell, man that pussy golden
You can't tell me shit about my bitch,

Who Them Boyz

Master P

The Ultimate Master P

2006

hand on my pickel
The nigga started steamin' but I'm cool as a fan
He wanna throw 'em up but I got a gat in my pants

I'm throwed off nigga, missin'

Sinister Tech

Tech N9ne

Anghellic [2003]

2001

boy?
This type of shit that I enjoy
I sum you up with
Bitch flows, punk foes
Sluts hoes, case closed

[Chorus]
If you ain't got shit to fuck with

don't hurt 'em! What they scream
Wait! What they mean? Tyson put in work
His head touched the whole Colosseum
Better act up when I see him
We loud in