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Smuckers

Kanye West

Cherry Bomb

2015

a fuck, say you could run that shit back
And fuck your loud pack, and fuck your Snapchat
Cherry Bomb, the greatest fuckin' album since the days of sound

Ridin' Rims

Dem Franchize Boyz

On Top of Our Game [Clean]

2006

that spin harder than windmills, I been real,(yeah) always too clean 'cause I Pack heat, or
White leather guts
Plush,bitch scream in da back seat
23's

Ridin' Rims

Dem Franchize Boyz

On Top of Our Game [Chopped & Screwed] [Clean]

2006

supply of deuces that spin harder than windmills, I been real,(yeah) always too clean 'cause I Pack heat, or
White leather guts
Plush,bitch scream in da

Ridin' Rims

Dem Franchize Boyz

On Top of Our Game

2006

A whole supply of deuces that spin harder than windmills
I been real, (yeah) always too clean cuz I pack heat
Or white leather guts, plush, bitch scream

Got shit on my mind I'm thinking I bring the fye they come by n extinguish
All of the talent inside I feel gifted
Always pull up with the ice Early

a couple Staxx cuss we stacks cuss we locked in 
I make money by myself, so why I need friends 
I just run it up stack up n double up

They said my life is

incubating
Then I pop out and stunt all on these niggas hating

Raising the bar like an elevator
Blowing by all these niggas I see you later

Got no babies

Rule Number 1, she want big clout
She like n***as wit big house
Fuck you n***as who’ll snitch now
She don't like rats and you a big mouse
N***as crazy

des, que des, que des rafales de flows
Que des, que des, que des drive-by, mon gros
Pas de rimes à l'eau de rose
Je veux faire des concerts, au Stade

of grenades
Explosive if chosen but the motions I go in not engrained in my DNA
I keep going n flowing Im focused n wont stop till my pen drop like the last pin

Think We done Fvcked Up The Industry,
Cuz Every Tom D1ck And Dumb Cunt Is Dissing B,
l-i-s-s Plus Eso N Izm,
So This Is Detecated To You,So You Best Go

Baby Bubba

Magoo

Indecent Proposal

2001

at?
I got shit here to make you down on twelve-pack

Call Rudy, tell him hook us up a twenty sack
See'mon see'mon see'mon, we ballin why'all
Where

es mit Musik?“
Ich antworte: „Geht so, bisher alles anstrengend
Und für mein Album habe ich noch kein einziges Lied“
Yo, dreißig Songskizzen auf dem

my hair called her a rat tah soon
But I don't tell no sorry like a brat'd be doing
Okay
Got your girl on my bed, sorry bro that's my bad
I don't call

the grass
Rats and  scalywags in the bushes
They still ain't on the album, no matter what button saques pushes
Y'all niggas on some bullshit
I'm on point like

no time
Hit a left then I bent me a right
FaceTime a n**** jus like it's Skype
Boy you is a rat, Boy you is a nice
Upping this pole I'm Upping this

Two sticks, two F.N.'s up in this bitch
We push shit like a scat
Know y'all done heard about the last opp
Nigga, we put shit in the pack
I see a 4 hell

mad bout a bitch
But not at them niggas
That shot at you
I bond out hit the streets
Cop me a couple ps
You ain’t have no bond
Got out You a rat huh
Dats

clot
Foot in the cranny, pack honey in the fanny
And the hobbies getting fancy
Still lazier without the pot
Gogeta fajitas, intravenous heinous
Go get us

and I mean it till I'm dead 
A nigga gone yeah a nigga gone 
They ran in his house then he died by the chrome 
Fucked up how he dead in front of his mom

riding with a jersey on that’s a throwback
It’s a known fact we fold packs in trunks
Wait for blowback, got bowls packed with skunk
I done been a young

And the first thing they do is rat
Gotta stay ready for a drill
Cause these niggas like to run wit a pack

Better watch your bitch
Cuz she might wanna tap ya bag

friends, the bullies in black
Hunger don wire dem sotay them get six pack
Officer what is the matter
Shey na by force
To dey form james bond
But when you

to Black Lagoon
Tonight we're gonna peel away everything you are
You're gonna get infected by our rock-n-roll guitars
And once it's leaked into your veins,