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tell em to make us P.J.s
Right after that, dry cycle our P.J.S
Right after that, book us a P.J
What you mean, how? When you got money, it's easy
This

i ain't prepaid to lose, me and my goons
I'm in my zone, I'm ready to bake, don't tell me about hoes
I'm doing no talks, ready to move, you'll find me

proud of my lil' bitches
Boy, money talks
I know that shit by his voice
Ooh, you must got that work
Ooh, you must got them birds
Ooh, we might got

I'ma tell 'em, "I'm doin' okay"
Like, don't say you love me when I'm in the grave
Don't you act like you feelin' my pain
When I took a L, it was part

done dey gel
She like the way I speak she say e make am melt 
All the boys she been with dem no dey do her well
When they call make dem talk she tell em

Them boys done came together
Changed the weather now they finna reign
Rain forever (What?)
Somebody better tell 'em they
Can think whatever but I don't

that other nigga song but Ian feeling it
Huh, Luh Vonte lethal with that chrome he get the drilling shit
Mirror mirror on the wall gone tell you em

on the ground
Let the rain fill the moats round my kingdom
Carved in the cement, star, pledge allegiance
I'ma let you leave em screaming
Dreaming just to get by

playing games
Tell the boy commit
If he don’t understand that tell him hit the bench
If he got a problem
Tell him solve it quick
And if he wanna talk
Tell

Sweet 16
Been going In like Quarantine
Fuck I'm back, the Ville can see by any means
Alarm the scene, this Philly boy gon' harm Police
Know my team like

never address em
Believe what they say if you wanna
Only thing my heart desire nirvana
If they could afford it, they still wouldn't bother
Levels to life

First we fuck the sheets up
Then she make the bed up

Every day i'm spending cash
Now I know to save a bit
You be out here saving bitches
I tell bitches

sweet sixteen been going In like quarantine
Fuck I'm back, the Ville can see by any means
Alarm the scene, this Philly boy gon' harm Police
Know my team

At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed.
I hate

a living and there's making a life
Lessons from an old man made a young man wise

5 o'clock comes slow, but the years sure fly by
And don't let 'em tell

Buttoned up, Tom Ford
Head stay on a swivel, they want your boy in a morgue
But fuck 'em, I want a war
Butt fuckin' 'em slow, raw
Pertaining only

believe it, my boy got a show now
Bow wow, let's hit the corner in my four now
Long Beach style, make your woman wanna smile
And all guests on the show

Hes a boy you couldnt see
If I didnt tell
you he was here
Far from our reality
He feels good when he disappears
Hes always taking
the long way home

Bum gun nat the thing fi em likkle boi down outta road make em play with..
Top shatta ah the thing fi the boi outta road Wan fi ramp with.. Get this

You Know I'm a Ho

Ice Cube

Featuring...Master P

2007

I tell you what 'cause I get 'em then I share 'em
I get my ham fucked up then I ? 'em

Cause I'm a hoe you know I'm a hoe
I fuck three different

So Far...

Eminem

The Marshall Mathers LP 2

Call lunch dinner, call dinner supper
Tupperware in the cupboard, plasticware up the ass
Stuck in the past, iPod, what the fuck is that?
B-boy

Tell em put they hands up 
Like I told em freeze 
Its a robbery I want the jewels and the cheese 
Its necessary get this doe by any means
Its

scared (you scary)
I don't go to sleep without a Glock by my bed (doot-doot-doot)
I don't say no names 'cause them boys might be the feds (the feds)
I'm

the nigga with the million bucks
I won't lie and say I had a million fucks
I tell you what 'cause I get 'em then I share 'em
I get my ham fucked up then I ?