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Celebrity Love

La La

Streetsweeper, Vol. 2: The Pain from the Game

2004

around
And I know you sincere by the way that you sound
Like when I call ya in the mornin and you wake up and ya yawnin
but your baby's on the line,

Wiggle Wiggle

Ali

Heavy Starch

2002

show-off I'll be beating when I roll off
Pumping Jill Scott number seven in front of the seven-eleven
Grab some magnum protection gonna be some sexin'
Wrap

Gimmie the Mic

Trae

S.L.A.B., Vol. 3

2006

The family who be dropping the bombs, leaving 'em stunned
Rocking steady for jelly, like Nelly we're number one

[Dougie D]
Who's stacking shit my nigga,

Josephine

DL

The Brothers [2001]

2001

Hillside, Uh huh.
Ung Long shung long unlong Pie, DL darling why?
You be the husband me be the wife...

Drop drop, wha drop drop wha drop drop whaa
Ta ta

with the sauce
I've been making a living
By keepin' in true in each and every hit I record
The flow is outta here, the flow is outta here
Just call me

Gotta Be

Fly

Jamboree

2009

F.L.Y In the building (fast life yungstaz)

I gotta be I gotta be I gotta be I gotta be I gotta be
I gotta be the one you love, I gotta be
I

to get ugly
2021, my boy, I ain't wearing no buffies
Emerald diamond cuts, my nigga
Why the fuck would I tuck it? (Why?)
Hit the club and change

Live and Die

Nappy Roots

The Pursuit of Nappyness

2010

up the charts with number one hits
Shoot up the club with a full clip
How you like us now? The whole world till I dig, yeah
Hip-hop, the love of my

on the ground (get down)
You know I'm straight up out the lief, better watch how you speak
Real Gs don't chatter
From Bissonnet to Club Creek, if you loose

the fuckin club make it shake
Holding bad bitches by they waist
Pulling out and I’m busting on they face
Yeah that black henny in my cup
Got me friendly

ruthless
Smack off them goose lips
Loosen the noose
I'm loosely coon gooning
Tilting to the beat cause my neck on swivel
Player number one has reached

calling me Banks now
Oh I got bank now
I'm at the Bank now
I know the teller
Nigga want weight now
Numbers look great now
You in the way now
I know

to die in my place
Gave up His life just to save
Now til the end of my days
I gotta mouth-mouth-mouth-mouth fulla praise
You got a number of reasons so

phone cus she saw me post

This is why I tell em that I'm careful with IG
Step into the club they don't search me for ID
By the way I ball man I'm always

to the ban
Con to the tact, move with the hand
Feelin really dry, ask me why
Red as the white, surrounding the eye

Spy, my drive by, you can try
To hide from

a riot
Put it to his dome, catch'em by surprise (Whoa!)
Why you always talking bout that nigga shit
Bout who be fucking who and who be killing shit
Always

of the team?
Because I highly doubt it
Every man's got his limits
So we booked the venue out 
And now it's looking pretty overcrowded 
Surrounded, by lady Mona

kicks
Spirit on glow when I flex it
My vibe is magnetic
Cause they follow me around the club (Cause I'm too lit!)
Yasss! I'm hot like fire
The temp rise

Ah ah
François
(That's me) yea'
Ahhhh
(CouCou)
Ça va? "Ouais"
Eh
Mais non ne pleure pas
(Allez, laisse moi te montrer)

Same wench from the club 
She

come knock for some sugar when she see Bentley doors
I'm getting money, watch me back it up
Left the club put six hoes in the Nissan they was lapping up

say I’m on the menu, but I refuse to be eaten
I grind on the field just to ball on the weekends
And never go out to clubs ‘cause niggas tryna get even

your numbers up
My name in lights, you ain't done enough
You can't stop what I'm dreamin' up
Whole club shut down when I'm pullin' up
Peek round

to the front, sack to the cunt
Balls deep in a bitch with a mag and a gun
Stacking the ones by the band for the club
And you lacking the funds
Shed light like I'm

of the crop of the whole damn garden
Stay hating
Playing limbo but the bar I raise it
Y'all can't even stick to the basics
Get your own sound man stop faking