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drilled ik his momma sad
Lil bitch on me keep calling me daddy bitch I’m not ya dad 
Big Rachet shootin basketballs came from Afghanistan 
Early morning

Yea LIL BITCH
I'm back by motherfuckin'
Popular Demand Hoe
(YT Play that shit)
Stack that cash
Spend that bag
Blow it on some other shit
Ya baby

hush lil baby you don't gotta cry

I know this life is hard you just gotta try

Everyday steady workin we just gettin by

Skin brown with the curls yeah

Mr Soldier
I wanna marry your daughter

I saw the beauty in her eyes
As she came floating by
In the supermarket aisle
Then she looked at me

lottery 
(I got a man) 
Yo lil boyfriend don't bother me
Yo sugar daddy is that nigga that I'm trying to be
Come bust out open and I'll pay for all yo

Fat Joe the Don!
And Mr worldwide reporting live from the east
Ross the boss, Mr mauricio
I know paper, can buy the newspapers
Millions now, billions

some gospel
I lost my daddy the same week that they lost Nipsey (Nipsey, yeah)
Ain't got no love left in my heart, my shit be empty (empty, yeah, yeah)

careful lil nigga
All of my niggaz are plotting
You already dead lil nigga

Woo
Woo
I'm checking for synergy and energy
So, watch how you step to me,

by one
Terrified when she see's daddies truck pullin' up
He sees her, flips the fuck out, gets some shit from the truck out
Marches past, swings

fanta
No Micheal by bitch named Amanda
No Micheal by bitch named Amanda
Lil shorty tryna fuck on camera she two different people like Hannah Montana
I

ha ass, smack ha butt
Make ha toot that ass up
Lil bitch I'm him, like HIM for real
Mr Star, and 1
Damn how it feel from that view
Looking down

Family Affair

Cash Money Millionaires

Baller Blockin [Clean]

2000

We had the first family, see and Mr. Chris Brown

My niggas DJ and Leroy was puttin' shit down

My DJ burns vocals, Ski-Daddy and Big Midge

J.B.

that my life won't be took by my brothers
or sisters They ass go down in a hole
Rock out the booth and the metal be heavy Ugly ass bitch and I called

Success

Judy Kaye

Ragtime [Original Cast Recording] [Bonus Track]

1996

Success

[Mr. Lif]
This is rock bottom why yall, I never expected it
In order to be businesslike you must meet the prerequisite
Leave your

Greystone Chapel

Johnny Cash

At Folsom Prison and San Quentin

1976

daddy, Mr. Ray Cash
I'd like to bring up a gentleman who's got something to say to Johnny Cash
This gentleman you all know, the associate warden Mr

I'm a hitta by myself
I'm a hitta by myself
I'm a hitta by myself
I don't need nobody help
I'm a hitta by myself
I'm a hitta by myself
I

Sumthin lik the torch, got that fire by any means
Niggas is doom, if you dont got the ratchet
Tryin to make that money stretch, Mr. Fantastic
Tryin to make

fight the power be a martyr  deep thoughts sippin’ on my liquor store quarter water/ gang bangers/ hoes hangin’ on the corner of Figueroa/ daddy issues

up with lead
Bend through the opps I'm tryna catch 'em
(24 is the GOAT)
How you smokin' my dead and
I don't got no dead
They know my bop, Mr everything

spot smellin' like dookie
My daddy 5 deuce so I looked up to Tookie
Do you wanna fuck? Let's do it
PLB Paid Lil Bastard boy get with the movement
I said

full
Got my nose in the pie
Turn red like a pitbull
I take your advice and add
A little twist to it
And in this game you’ll lose your life
Lil' nigga

up the back in
Then snatch a lil pretty we dipping

My daddy moved out
And left the house when I was only 15
I didn't really have guildence

eye pains
Lipstick on my limp dick
Mommy
I want a skateboard
Mommy
I want to rape whores
Mommy where's daddy?
Mommy what that man came for?
I

I go cash out on my bitch it don't even matter I'm Mr.skin down
If he ain't hittin it right girl just call my phone i'll bring you in town ( pound