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to make sure my people gettin' by
Brunch with some Qatar royals and my cup is all oil
You know it's real when your niggas will take the fall for you
All
Well, ain't no use sitting wonder why, babe
If you, don't know by now
Ain't no use sitting wonder why, babe
It'll never do anyhow
When your
to Shady
They do the same shit to Brady
More people hate me than love me
This game will make you go crazy
'Bout to go for B-R-O-K-E
I was the G,
you, you, I don't like your girlfriend
No way, no way, I think you need a new one
Hey, hey, you, you, I could be your girlfriend
I could be your girl,
gotta suffer?
Earth is no more, why don't you burn this mufucka?
(I don't think I can find a way to make it on this earth)
I beat yo' ass, keep
blow more head than a whale blows water
Blow job Betty make your dick get harder
She's a one of a kind, a hell of a girl
A trip and a half around
probably couldn't get a ho any day
'Round my way can't get murder planned
Ain't no hoop, play dirty, man
Put some through your jersey, man
If your
not even Hailie
I think my dad's gone crazy
My songs can make you cry, take you by surprise at the same time
Can make you dry your eyes with
Ear Drummers
They think this woman beside me
'Cause the way I wear my tees and my dreams, ayy
(Where do you wanna take me?)
Little do they know
If I didn't know better
I'd swear we're more than friends, you're touching me again
If I didn't know better
I'd think we were in love
Girl, do
you've caught me in a coma
And I don't think I wanna
Ever come back to this
World again
Kinda like it in a coma
'Cause no one's ever gonna
Oh
can save me any day
What you gonna do?
Everybody love a hero, honey
Living on a danger line
Saved by, saved in the nick of time
I was saved in
a Jones in my bones for you
There ain't a damn thing that I won't do
I'll make your body cream with my sex machine
I won't stop until I hear your mother
like this
I put wives at risk with a knife like this (ah)
Shit, you probably think I'm in your tape deck now
I'm in the back seat of your truck with
Gang, I think this is it!
No more writing clever little shows
For those basement saloons
No more proclamations from the pros
That you "can't hum
the pussy
You like to throw all kinda shade for the pussy
See, that's what pussy niggas do
I know the ways of a pussy, I see pussy lookin' at you
How many
it's over, no matter what your faith is
I'm a creature
There's a creature in my closet
I can hear him rumblin' 'round
The demons screamin' in
there won't be no ho in us
They pop shit like they're gonna do shit but no one does
From New York down to Texas, back up to Los Angeles
We've changed
and he won't be back no more
My baby thinks he's a train
He makes his whistle stop, then he's gone again
Sometimes it's hard on a poor girl's brain
down
That's when your smile comes around
Oh, I love the way you hold me, by my side you'll always be
You take each and every day, make it special in
to the studio
You know he do it one take
He said tell me what you think of this
And I heard it, and I was thinking like, man
I really wanted more like
're knocking on the castle door
But when you fall in the moat, I won't see you no more
Let's get together and diss LL
Use his name and your records might sell
They say I talk like a chulo (chulo)
I live in Mars, I'm not Bruno
Bitch I'm a dog, call me Cujo
You play your cards, I reverse on you all
And I
remember I called you Reece's Pieces
'Cause it's no wrong way to do you know what
She turned around giggle said you so nuts
But nowadays we acting way too
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