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Ha, by popular demand Sasha Fierce, Nicki Minaj, let's go

Yo rude boy, why you cross me like a little T?
I'm Minaj, big M, uh'uh not a Mickey D

to be a vortex, like a big mouth, attracting everything into its centre, a black hole. As they approached, the flight speed was tremendously increased by

as the time flies
Moments
Pass by
Memories will last on for a long time
Moments
Pass by
Friendship grows and gets strong as the time flies

One night
Two tries

was by him
Whoever said big boys don't cry was lying
Yeah, cuz' i'm the biggest here
Wish that i could shed a tear
Took a trip up to a pier
Just so that

La Familia

Kevin Gates

La Familia

to maintain
Rap and hustle, sell coke, bitch say the same thang
Counting money like Sean, big money like Dawn
Shout-out to my nigga Don Juan, gotta grip

lock and I load
"Pop Shit" explode
Dot, Big Sean, Electron', feel like I gotta "Control"
My music connect with the people
Just bridgin' like the top

HOOK:

Biddy bye-bye, Biddy bye-bye til’ it’s drive by then it’s bye-bye
Then it’s lights, yeah
Then it’s lights out, switch
Then it’s lights out

VERSE 2

Come tap in to the streets mob up and meet a Mac 

Verse 1
Yeah, Db Fre$h
I was raised on the Northside by OGs 
From wheels and deals to Phils yeah that

We're single now and we're twenty-one
We're twenty-one
We're twenty-one
We're

Two, One
Two, One
Two, One
Two, One 
About to jump the gun for the big two

Aye yea
Aye
Summers Over 2
I ain't even have plans on doing this shit
I was going through memories on instagram I was like man I gotta do it
It's

was so real back in '96
Before the big life all the ice and all the bricks
Was small time grindin', high school rhymin'
Just broke up with my bitch so

doin you man. Find yaself!)

[Verse 2]
You know how kids scheme (how they shceme?), we had big dreams (yeah!)
Of coppin' them Benzez up on big scene

chicks big butt huge tits
Two cups few sips you lit two hits 
I'm on my shit I'm on my shit
New whip new kicks new phone who dis 
Blue chips two chicks big

the dirty south (repeat 2X)

(Redd)
down south we wear bandannas and denim suites
down south you gone always spot us in them coupes

(Lil' Flip)
well down

back when New York was dirty
Hat low wit two box cutters in my certy
Queens was my residence, AQ
Marine Terrace, right by the water, the greatest view

I'd read every hobo book collected on my shelf
I fancied that I'd like to try the hobo life myself
I'd live on beans and move about exclusively by

back
I'm petty as fuck I'll get my get back
Put C4 In the floorboard of your kickback
This Kel-Tec big as fuck it don't got no kickback
If the cops get

nigga
PT Cruzer kicking it with HB
Riding thru D.C. black SUV
living like OG smoking on OG
Nigga I’m The president black house represent
DMV resident

complicate it
Why you gotta make things complicated
Them other niggas ain't it
Them other bitches ain't shit

(Verse 2)

cnd thats real talk
Move through

Wifey & I  getting high
Watching time fly,
Listening to BIGS, Ready 2 Die,
Blessed by the Heavens
Yet there's still Hell in my eye's,
These are desperate

smell that I’m rich
I don’t need two cents
Got the matrix to glitch

I’m a golden goose
I don’t jump through hoops
And if the hunter shoots
He know that

Yeah, KT, no auto Yeah, look
Yeah we from the bricks, so we brothers, this that PT shit
Free my brother Irb, he got ten cause he was flippin' shh
I

Hampton said
Come up off the tempo
We about to swing
Big bands were a big show
They were written by the kings
Whose suits were dripping Henderson too,
Check

what y'all want to me to discuss
But we'll get to that later; them bitch ass niggas
My nigga Big Sean in the building
My nigga Canei on the beat