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to stress the lessons I've learned, I've seen people go astray and people move forward

- They say as you get older, ya gotta carry a little more weight

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Henny, tequila to flex (okay)
Few shots of the Henny I'm tipsy, I'm shmizzy
This shit got me textin' my ex (goddamn)

Smacked by 10:45
Got

The next few years I'm about to coast through 
I get a tour and I used to get a score, like Hakeem making post moves, mmh
The nigga they never say

that ass
Got me spending my cash
Got me spillin’ my glass
Girl you move it right
Yo’ pants so fuckin’ tight
I need you in my life
So let’s start off

Ladies and gents

Back by popular demand

It's the G&B with Carlos Santana

And a we, we, we, we're dirty dancin'

(To my people in the front)

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Stereo Rookie

Something for Everybody

2005

to your lady is special 
Seen a bigger picture on the screen 
But you're a movie, you move me 
You soothe me like holidays, getaways 
The brochure said

They don't give a fuck about us, I ain't seein the light 
You got the gun? Tell me how the fuck you scared for yo life? 
20 shots in my back, and that's

will get you lekker gefok in jou kop
Kykie
Now you owe me
Move your little stokies
Take this little packie down the street to my homie
Yo keep it low key

I, I got two Glocks and they both nines
Do they love me or love me not? I'm gettin' mixed signs

(Great John on the beat, by the way)

Look
I

year forget last year
last year outta here
ahh yeah this is our year forget last year
last year outta here

yo son try 2 sound like me u cant do that

with them O's
You know shorty been EBK
So I don't do shit by the code
And don't give a fuck who want smoke
I eat, sleep, and shit with my pole

pistols and
They stick you with them knives
Whacha sniffin' crystal while you
Twitchin' with yo eye
Niggas ride stitches for they eye
If you snitch you get

Listen homie, listen
I guess you doin' your thing and all, but
(hit's blunt) like yo
No one fucks wit this shit no more man
Like nobody fucks wit it

me
I don't say I'm lucky
I jus say don't trust me
I'm all by myself
And I dare yall to rush me
The car smell like weed
And I can't find the spray
Put

a** squads
Get scarred by god
In the physical
For diamond sales
We move more soft than Cotton Elle
Armed robberies turn pockets to Peter Cottontail
From

for sure but
Don't make yourself suffer
Have some Gushers, don't mutter
Move your feet and go get
Smothered in a bear hug
Feel the love, now go and get

Objects i'll be honest: it'd be
Better to run like
P diddy through streets gritty or suburbian
Move in a hurry, and, toys
We be herbing them many people

a land, eating Fudd ruckus, getting
Fat big rims where he move
Got a big gat dime broads, small
Waist, big rack, got it like that
Told me how a couple cats

backwoods
Bands up, we smoke packs by the handful
Act tough
Say y'all bust like some canned goods
Flash floods, stay inside when the rain comes
Make what I

dress in black, remember that
Just in case we ever face to face and make contact
The title held by me: MiB
Means what you think you saw, you did not see

Order, huh
Yo, we at war
We at war with terrorism, racism, but most of all we at war with ourselves
God show me the way because the Devil's tryin'

Religious
Life is learning the difference
I'm on the fifth floor with
Burgundy slippers observing you bitches
Murdering snitches is not a new thing
We move

Yo, it's DJ Kay Slay, The Drama King
And I know where we come from
But if we don't change the way we move
Where we goin' ain't gon' be nowhere nice

the liter
Moms was a good wife to 'em, yo
They don't make 'em sweeter
She baked the meat up
Nurse the kids when they baked with fever
N-Y-C when it was