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on the brakes
Tryna expand, but stay the same size like rubberbands
In the meantime I rose like the Son of Man (yeah)
Shine like stunna man
Looked out for all

that I travel and missions I be completin'
Put the mic down and leave it with momma for safe keepin'
Hahaha, wow

Let me hear that shit again son

can't deal with it, ain't stuck with me
Treat them all like new kids, we fostering a son to me
Flexing on them with no brags, they feelings hurt, can't

God's son)
I'm God's son, what that mean? No one can stop him
I know the haters be hatin' but they jock 'em
It's blessings on the way, can't let

Tranquillo

Rick Ross

Drogas Light

2017

to smoke to myself
I just try to improve
Let my son hold my strap while I swim laps in the pool
Told my daughter the rules which we all must abide
Your

Ghetto Child

Master P

Unpredictable

1997

children
your sons and your daughters
We struggling, trying to get out of the ghetto
trying to make it to mars!!!

Uhhhhhh!  This ghetto got me crazy

and the one who make Son shine uh
We sons and daughters of the Most High
We soul tied
If we gonna walk make sure ya yoked right uh
I'm so tired of seeing fake

at the son
And fuck white supremacy and all of the business 
That been supportive of it since it begun
Gotta cancel our orders, do that for our daughters

son, he wanna show u your worth
And let u know that it's really much more than your turf
You see, God's Grace sufficient
These words proficient
He's

sell
This little light of mine
I'm gonna let it shine
Each and every day and night
Lord help me stay in line
Gave me all this glow
Let me go let me show

If I ever have a daughter
She gon’ be my queen ima be the greatest
Father that you’ve ever seen
It ain’t gon be about the
Money or this fucking cream

all I cried was pain, it was thoughts about letting up
But see with time comes change, cause for my daughter I'm not letting up, yea
It was thoughts

end
It can't be measured
His faithfulness
Is never ending
That's just who he is
Sons and daughters
Sons and daughters won't you come
Sons and daughters

(How-how)
How we talkin' shine
When it's cloudy in the sky (How-how)
And how we get from Henny every night
To sippin' wine (How-how-how)

With all due respect

fickel-fuck with mine, then he oughta
Get his wife, son, and daughter funeral plans in order
Cause i'mma slaughter his blood line till it's thinner than water

know I brought a hearst for the sausage you brought worst
Dearly beloved, here lies this little light of mine that tried to let it shine
And I hate that

And not the one hidden under your bed
Because we all know
That shit harder than rock
John's son gon' make it to the top
Doesn't see what it look like

I

Well fuck it this is for me
Let it be my love symphony
Yeah
Blood sweat tears
Never
Money cars clothes gold hoes
Is it all that matters
I suppose

Get Your Shine On

B.G.

It's All on U, Vol. 2

1997

a thousand, pimpin' up it some more
Fast money, Cash Money, that's all I know One

Get your shine on, get your shine on
Get your shine on, so pimpin' stop

stole
Along with some cash, even took the mayors daughter
That that there's kidnapped, now she was with it
so I brought her
Done got myself into a whole

the way)
I'm officially part of the holidays like Mariah now, nigga (wow)
Let's go

Y'all couldn't wait for this shit to drop, it's part of hip-hop
Will

clapped
Black was in the Jeep watchin
All these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun
And yo nobody in my hood got one
That clown cat's through, blazin

Only

Lil Wayne

Pinkprint [Deluxe Edition] [Clean]

2014

guns
Ain't thinkin' 'bout your son and daughter rooms
This shit is crazy, my nigga
I mean brazy, my nigga
That money talk, I just rephrase it, my

here on earth as it is in heaven
Lord hear my song
Savior please
Let our voices rise as we sing
We are children of the Maker
The Maker of the world
Sons