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drinking that Tris
Well the fake shit I drank dxm
I know I did shit different but that's how I am
I know I am a menace but I always grin
Don't judge books by

Wipe Me Down

UGK

V8 Drank Epidemic

2008

Mr. wipe down ya heard me Foxx-a-million
This one be the remix!
Badazz, Savage live, Fox-a-million
Man you already know what it is ya heard me
We

come around
Think they got the juice until I turn this bitch to Jonestown
Nigga I ain't talkin' Google but lil bro pullin' that chrome out
Back out

Cause ima pimp by nature and a dog by blood
I'm tryna get her out the club so I can beat up da guts
She on da floo shakin fast tryna show me her thong
But

a dog

News Man Impression
Mr president, who should we blow up next?

Obama Impression well, I know Prince William
He living like a king he don't do shit

trying to get some love from me
I’m saying fuck em all
I feel like Jason Tamalolou by the way I fend em off but leave em running more
Got a wifey at my

the bitches in the back
You suck my dick (Veeh)
I’m the type of nigga
That like fight fire wit fire
Once you get punched by my rival
It’s at least gon be wire

andare, vai, basta un mio freestyle
Idiota, confondi Daddy con i Drive-By

Sì, Agon, Emis Killa
Ma ne manca ancora uno no?
Direttamente da Prato, Gabba
Made

I peep the vibe
Never get caught, backin' out alert all time
Like Shaggy, I'm Mr. Lover
Long time, dutty wine it,  get closer ,

Bust it right , night

want me to break
If I go call the big homie up this is what he'd say


Tuff shit lil bro chase a bag not a hoe
From the way that things are looking you

a track
I get 5k in 6 hours
I'm bringing in big checks
Building this label and dream brick by brick
Didn't need a loan from anyone to do it
Fuck giving

Police pulling up harassing me in my crib
Yelling at me and my family, what pieces of shit
I've been surrounded by more big pigs than the Nine8 clique

sleepin
Heat runs in me

I seem dumb in be
Ginning skum i seem to be
Cunts mislead-ed by what they see in me

Huns see the D
Runts see the freak
Some just

at the hive, I swear that we be stinging niggas
ran it up on my own time
I did it by myself
Niggas say you needa find a bitch, that shit ain't never help
Bad

fuckin' murder by this ballpoint in my right hand
Assassinatin' these beats and I don't need no fuckin' hype man
I quench your bitch's thirst, and I don't

quetes
I feel like lil joker I’m riding round w them eses
Big ol titty bitty beside me drinking my leche
I’m the hardest young hitta out my mothafuckin

Now slow down I feel like the facts not hittin 
I been doing my thang til god came to my wishes to put me on a lil mission
And how I need to slow down

on the player better hate The game but we ain't playing by The rules she said she want a bad Man but like the rude boys too
I'm so sorry boo but what the hells

Who do you talk to the phone-
Yeah this that cashmere
I'm Mr. Cashmere
Don't need a cashier
I go crazy when the cash near
All my niggas present all my

Shooters ballers and the scholarS 
Common goal is profit 
Surrounded by those who are Toxic 

I don't know what to do wit
Negas 
Left me hanging like THey

Stingy like Mr krabs when it
Comes down to my sauce
Got chased by a fat mall cop
He look like Rick Ross
Like I'm hooping with this nigga
Hit him with

Kid, turn on the TV
I’m 'bout to hit u with a flashback
Someone come and give old Mr Krabs his
Hard earned Money Cash back
I didn't get it when I was

bitches
Get 44 stitches if you fucking with my Mrs
You know time is money keep my riches in this wristwatch
Kick off rolling through the green I'm a big

Flip Flop

Yung Joc

Young and the Restless

2007

The Mr. throw the deuce up
Paint still drippin' like it's fresh up out the shower
12 in the cut a couple shots of blunt power?
I rep that fo' five flat