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Bitches coming up to me, told me to get 'em drizzy
Started a business, needed something that'll keep me busy
A couple bad bitches you know that I

Oh yeah they call me special
José
Your bitch on a rodeo
Olé
Oh yeah he think I'm average
No day
Cap
Baby know i ain't average
Ain't the type to brag

hazy, I’m always faded
Shawty looking like Aliyah, A Bad light skin,
If I ever got jaded,
Look at you how could you blame me?
Drinks on me, getting faded

ain't got time,this the clean up crew
If he Jose-in, we step on you. Cause thats just,
what I do
Yeah, y'all gotta come in a group,
Y'all too bad, I can't

down at my place
His friend José won the Benihana sweepstakes
I told him that hell awaits and he 'gon get a special place
But I can really go bad
Do you

Who's your own, I'm home
I ain't been up in your presence this my deep Confession
No matter how bad I react, your love for me
Too reckless
Jose Solis, he

to keep it on em cold days
Thinking bout Mackai yeah I really miss them old days
Hit him like the jays got me feeling like I'm Josè
Niggas want me graved so

Saying things I didn't mean
I'm on my bully shit
I want you bad I'll make a scene
I'm on my bully shit
Don't tell no one how I might feel
Just cut

rolled with the same crew
We made music, but that's old news
Met bad bitches and pretty girls
Even made friends out of school

We got an internship

Walkin' on Air

Rick Ross

Mastermind [Clean]

2014

niggas Judas, I'm the son of Moses
Illuminated, resurrected as Selassie
Bob Marley through the trumpets on the day I die
Rolls Royces on dirt roads, we

Walkin' On Air

Rick Ross

Mastermind

2014

niggas Judas, I'm the son of Moses
Illuminated, resurrected as Selassie
Bob Marley through the trumpets on the day I die
Rolls Royces on dirt roads, we

Big Dipper

Cracker

The Golden Age

1996

Cigarettes and carrot juice
Get yourself a new tattoo
For those sleeveless days of June

I'm sitting on the cafe Zinho steps
With a book I

International Affair

Mark Ronson

Finest: Hip Hop, R&B and Dancehall

2005

fear fi call it 
Sean-A-Paul, Mike Ranson we a dey pon di top alla it 

[Chorus] 
All day, all night 
Ready fi get di cook up hype an 
Ya see we

than a day without pain
But for now I'll sit alone with my playstation so I’m
Sittin' on my couch with a bottle of José
Watchin' South Park everything

it up jose
Ole Ole
Come n warm it up baby
Come n warm it up babe
(Warm me up like ya did the way ya did it the other day )
Come n warm it up babe
(Fire

bitch is borin'
Fucked her that Friday night, we both woke up that Sunday mornin'

Yeah
Young nigga, lot of cash (woo, woo)
Bad bitch, lotta ass

of the day
Man I think it's July
I know it's a grind, you out of your mind
Even talk to your mom outta line
My bad
Dr. Thomas been calling the house, he been

to live another day ain't up to me
My rims clean (Check) 
My car washed (Check)
My fam good (Check)
My girl bad (Check)
I just need a (Check)
I just want

year November
Days Like This I…
I was on my way
Then I tell her she gone get no (respite)
Suck breast yout no (bedtime)
And we got do it now no (next

tryna flex that fake shit, gang shit
Big bank big pay day shit
Ya’ll niggas know damn well ya’ll aint shit, change shit never
Ya’ll niggas fake

the week, throw things into my shopping bag 
Half a dozen apples, I always make my own snacks 
Gather the samples in my backpack and take ‘em home, so bad

should not make you feel this way
Girl I'm sorry I should not make you feel this way
When I was down bad for 89 days
You held me tight said it be ok
You

Whole lotta gang shit poppin
Bad bitch soft like cotton got me going hard all day ain't stoppin
Spent eight racks on drip niggas doing that discount

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