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shit niggas could play in the club & all that

Alright let's do it
What you gone call it

I ain't gone lie I just got some beats from some raw ass niggas

Like Knick-knack-paddy-wack
Give a dog a bone
Now this dog is cloaked
And follows me back to my home
I am trippin', might be slippin'
Let these

Pay you in some dust
Hope you blow away
All the shade, shade
Always thrown my way
But I guess I gotta flex
On these fucking sweet flakes
All the fake,

What up
Lil niggas
Time to play it out
My way
Ear to the streets
I'm plugged in every Friday
Who saying they
Betraying
The OG compadre
I wouldn't do it

outside all alone
And cry that you get disowned
Disowned by your fucking dad
Pussyboy you're so fucking mad
And I am so fucking glad
That I don't talk

bring your just in case clothes
Let it spark now
While it's dark out
We should get into some trouble like the art crowd
Keep the l word to yourself
Or be

Stoned in the city I'm one with fade
Je vais à paris getting lit at cafe's
Can't picture living on minimum wage
I swap the cocaine for wok
I swap the ice

I'm underwater
I'm gonna try to feel the heat in the cold
You're making it harder
Every day that's passing by
Wanna feel your hand in mine
I'm gonna

note at your front door
It's by the one I left before

If you need me
Let me know when
And where want me
I will be there

love my pants
I love I love I love my pants pants pants pants

I'd travel to outer space in these pants
With an ass that's out of this world, I'd let 'em

I Hate It When by Payson Lyon   

She had a high school reputation as a girl who partied hardy
She wondered if I'd help her with a bottle of Bacardi

Left foot, right foot
Out in the street
Walk in Paris, cold are my feet beggars, trumpets join the parade
Restless people humming this way

Ohoh my

Left foot, right foot
Out in the street
Walk in Paris, cold are my feet Beggars, trumpets join the parade
Restless people humming this way

Ohoh my

If you'd be the window so I'd look at the sea
If you'd let the glow shine all over me
It's beautiful and hot but time could freeze
I'd look out

I made some tea Class got canceled I got no plans 
This girl keeps calling why I bought her a man 
He keeps cheating can't let him Go I'm Kev Paris

wanna sponsor me?
I swear I have more followers than Paris Hilton

Chest out, ass out
I’m an Insta model
Legs up, head down
I’m an Insta model
In the club

gon' kneel
I been got dough, ain't signing no deals
Got in a bag, and got out my feels
Let me tell you the truth baby, keep it real
Baby, you got me head

Say you cure my pain but you turn me to fucking devil
I could've been your one and only, let me show you slowly
Unless you playing games you and I is

can't comprehend if I stayed that way you'll leave faster
Three besties? I want all of it
Disloyalty? I want none of it
I'm in Paris baby pack all your

getting head inside a Tesla bad bitch, slim, thick, her ass fat, I call her precious
By the flick of the wrist, you can tell I'm extra diamond, bezel musta

or dismemberment to tell you who they are
Do what I can today and plan what I'ma do tomorrow
Bump into you in the streets of Paris, that's too bizarre
That's

Internationally Known

DJ Revolution

Wake Up Show: Mix Archives, Vol. 3-4

2004

of danger
Lets go

(Verse 2)
No matter where I've been, whether abroad or the states
When I'm in the place they always recognize the face
The way the mic gets

but it’s not like me
Jeez

Do it all by yourself
Put in work
Ya
you don’t need no1 to help with the commas
V2
Ba ba ba ba yeah
Ah yah
Doing the stuff

immense?
On the first fucking train to
Paris so pardon my french shows sold out
Fans in line even though it's cold out
Yeah, touring Europe getting swiss