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James, this what the grind 'bout

When she call me up hop in that pussy I slip and slide out
Mix that forty-two Don Julio with the lemon-lime now
I changed

but I like my lady Natural she looking like art I like two of everything I'm like Noah with the ark
Eating wagyu beef by the street I just spent a whole

One Creeper roman street sweeper
Don't get gash by the hour rudeboy
I get gash by the metre wilehouse senior
Lemons will lean ya e3 teacher
LON preacher

ain't judging
You fuck around and catch me with your cousin
You get crushed but I ain't into crushing
Can't be the one I got thots by the dozen
That's

with me
Just vibe with me
My drip look mean
But I'm so clean
Catch me in these street and just vibe with me
Don't step too hard just slide with the beat

Cytokinesis in the presence of Jesus
Genesis of my fetus from the heart of Egypt

Dance
Against your best men
Fans connect your both hands
Friends
Get left in

an Adderall baby & u could take it when u see me
We'll be up all night I don't stop off a percocet
Throw some Molly in the mix and now we workin up a sweat
Girl

Busy Bee's Groove

Busy Bee

A Complete Introduction to Sugar Hill Records

2010

Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you

you waiting for buzz them in
We could all make a difference
Not too close keep your distance
Little by little that's how we do it
Not going to change in

shit's authentic, by the times I've been a victim of identity theft
You got some missing pieces in your chemistry set

You tried to copy in the lab, I

for the big man
I walk the streets in peace and I'm never strapped
But I know a crew of Young Gunz that'll send you back
So easy does it on the DL
Peace

the mom's gen Z
Like freakin' banshee we see this piece of shit secret on the street and feeds
Mix mix some milk jizz
Partyin' a minute, rest in peace
Get

the nonsense
Extended clip on bulky ass 45
Put it to a nigga make em dance slow motion
The cup henny got me moving slow motion
But the money coming in faster

spots more than once
When newer faces don't appear, never fear, that's when boredom comes
Turntables need caresses in this red light district
Mics turned

a acting tough on the internet
Last time I checked I was still correct
And I finessed the feds hope you didn't forget
Hold your plug by the neck
Put him in

of gas with my tank on E
I was runnin' out of cash
Couldn't get a bite to eat
When you out here in these streets, nigga
This ain't for the weak
Lost granny

was 6, I kept drumsticks in my hands
My father was a reverend, sister you used to dance
Grandfather in the front, playing tenor sax
My momma lead praise

the goats
She call me pop
While I'm drinkin' her soda
I drip while you drown
I'm on the top floatin'
Feelin' like Carti I flex on magnolia
Diamonds dance in

that new dance, we'd fuck up the vibes in the building
'Bout time that I make a killing
Your eyes, they give me a feeling
The lights so bright, they

like what’s damage?

Now the plug gobsmacked how I out all this food, all night in the trap, fly it straight out the coupe, mix the lean with sprite

Street
Who call themselves The Fugs

In April
They record by Harry Smith doing the
Punkiest songs yet to exist
Lo-fi noisy shit about poetry, sex and drugs

been had the streets on lock
Woo showed me the game, I took it up another notch
Learned you make more money if you take it up the block
Hussle in my

Seems like shit just gettin worse gotta protect the youth
Don't care for designer mix supreme with thehrdtruth
Mama getting older I just pray I make

Yes am that Lion I see from a far
All bad plans dem all ar shatter
Na me make king dance
Ar sabi make ring fence
The sniper na de only man wae train by