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that
At night, that's right I'm a ThinkPad of rhymes
That writes off my kickbacks as crimes
It defines that my black
The fine's you can't take that

Know No Better

Yfn Lucci

Wish Me Well

2017

I got her mad
Got her calling me dad
Kicked the bitch out of my pad
We got a lot of us
Talk about gold got a pot of it
When you winning it's hard

but she like that
I'm the background on her iPad
If she fine though I might smash
Won't reply she'll text back
She'll say I'm the best and
She'll

a transgressor
Best believe 2020 be all pressure
I open up the pad, and I go Bruce Banner
Never letting go of the pen or the hammer
But I keep it Low-Key as I

hearted as there carting off all of our dreams/
Courseing through my blood is Mud they left my people in/
Greeting the season with treason because my pad

food
Which dude's fish food
A rich dude's fish food i got an iPad
IMac body and your mama sucks my dick
When she's high on mollies… Mollies

We are

sitting on bench
I don't need no pad and no pen
It's still my best friend
But I'm back to free styling again

the coattail (ride the coattail)
V-live, we live, she drive the boat well (drive the boat well)
Told her meet me at the pad, not the hotel
Showed up in

Superman

MIMS

Music Is My Savior

2007

a lil' cash, walk in, walk out
Grab shorty with the a**, take her back to my pad
But no not the crib, I mean the helicopter
Let me show you how I live

Trap out the hotel
Mix the cheese with the beef like it's Rotel

On the 7 with a thigh pad like I'm Mike Vick
Blicky in the other pocket
Better not try

some pounds
Slowly made some sheets and I couldn't stay around
Album dropped I got them listening now
With a pen and a pad I went and figured it out

trying be the light
Do this for my skin nigga we used to be 3 for 5
That's why you see me going hard with my pen & pad
Yea my people started something I'm

Khade h
Jispe pad jati najar uski badal dete
Kaya bhai
Teacher's pass me
Gandi baate glass me
Mid day meal ham khaate
Jab the twelve vi class me
Riti ke

paid
Real niggas only is a scripture
Get my pen and pad to pray
When I'm outside I'm always smiling cuz my mouth is 18K
Ok ok ok ok
Are the niggas gone

a pen and pad and no other book
And a packet of poison so I don't die off of hunger and might use
Turning back time
Is for pussies
You don't wanna know

through the mandem
New up, she had to blow
Mi es su Casa-nova
Took her to the pad
To have her go back to back with bro
I'm the man to know
Like a flow

a chariot, Benz or a beamer
Get you a pad with the nicest of features
House in the burbs with a Golden Retriever
You ask for it all, you could be the receiver

to show some love
See somebody doing good
Then they killed in they own hood

Leaving stains in the game
Just look at my pen
Blood all over my pad
Hope it

Play On

Kottonmouth Kings

Royal Highness

1998

there'll be some betties
Pacific Coast Highway takes me to my destination
Party time baby, its a nightly occupation
Stepped out the pad, walked in

burger de zedenfreaks zijn op pad
Zij beloeren de dochters van rijke meneren
Brave burger die het naaien niet
Onder de zestien mogen leren

Beste

Tell me motherfucker do you steal those Rhymes, you're too be like Eminem
Now see my Pad and Pen, gon' reveal you lies and if you wanna fight you gon'

White packs got a brudda living right
Staring out my pad, seeing city lights
Whole team on it and our phones popping
I blow a whole week's profit

Truly Yours

Kool G Rap

Road to the Riches

1989

and pad
And try to write down the numbers of the men you've had
So remember when you're putting someone else in check
Go to the Wizard of Oz and get some

cus you come out and we let choppas sound
Got on too much water, my bitch had to drown
Just like I was a pad you know that she brought that pussy round