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What she gone do, garments dropping . 



Mama need food , daddy need meds , 

She need her pads , her brothers on meth. 

He was in I.T. dropped

soup with the cow feet
Shoulder pads and a leather, Beau Brummell
Hopping out the limo at the old Tunnel
Fuck sex on the beach
I want head in the streets

holes
Get it I flip it spit truth to them all
I get it I flip, spit the truth to them all
Raised from that home and old pad off the route
In that map, you

Listen

Boss Hogg Outlawz

Boyz-N-Blue

2004

to get that bro
You can get that fast, get that slow
Hit licks with that grass, with that blow

Or with that pads, spit that flow
Or gamble with it,

No hate, no judge
No fake, no fuss
More faith, more truss
More you, more us

Backpack adzy im active again
Back with a plan and a pad and a pen
Back

I'm woke, watch how you approach
It get messy, red dots could turn it deadly
Get him a box full of pads from bleedin' so heavy
Roulette ready, life's

to the 808 of my heart be-eating like a drum, and I'd go wit it, and I'd roll wit it, cuz I'm alive and I drive on the road wit it! 
From the pen, to the pad

getting higher every day
Honestly these sonnets still have got
A lot to say
So bring me a pen and a pad and a beat
Just one hit, one fix, and I’ll be free

niggas I know in herses 
Why is you mad 
I be just thinking so I grabbed my pad 
I'm in my feelings so I did the dash 
Pray on my life that I don't go

(oh, right on)
Remember, that, Mac, the Bear? (yeah)
Tried to steal one of my bitches
I called him up on telephone, I said
"Come on over to the pad

best friends with a pen and pad
Understanding the logic of
An inanimate object
Standing in the projects with a
Sign around my neck
Saying "Show me my

life ima raise his son 
& I promise that boy ain't gon want for none
This shit it come from the heart 
Told my producer no ped or pad 
Street shit be

to operate in a different space
Didn't want to miss the boat- oops it sank
On a mission can't let nothing slow my pace
Rappin' on discs over drums and pads but

pad
Everybody can't rap fa real, you sound bad
Why the fuck you hating on me, you don't know me nigga
How you gon say I'm a fraud, when you don't know

you
Is the type that money cannot buy for you yea
Like a pad be your controller
Lead you on lead you on eeh
Wrap me hands round make I hold ya
Turn you

round wit Webb' at Aurum
Blew a 20!
I phones, I pads; whole lotta money
Cash out wit da China man; Den we going dummy
New profile hit; punch it cross da

Left away from a straight direction
So I write about a angled reflection
On full scap
Im tryna to perfect my craft

Diamond lyrics on my note pad
But

bianco
Troie bianche come il latte
Bastardi buon Natale, diamo via pezzi gratis
Kush sopra l'iPad, tre pezzi sopra l'iPhone
No, non conosci la Dark

ves demasiado sexy 
Dale, posa, selfie 

Hoy dije, que voy a montar un hashtag 
Con la selfie, que rompa en Snapchat 
Con el iPad, celular o el

single event
Sometimes I live in my bed, with just a pad and a pen
And a broken ipod I bought stolen from the block
Got holes in the soles of a third of my

back, right?

We might strike combat if it's time for that
After I take my IQ test on this iPad app
In the iRock on the way to the IHOP
With your high ass

iets als een hybride man
Dus wees een Prius als het kan
En ook al kan het niet dan ben je brie je bent nog young
Er gaan nog zoveel dingen op je pad

fast
She thick wit a tight ass 
3rd time was 5 fast
High heels she high class
 My pockets are thigh pads BIG  BITCH
MY CARS THEY ALL DRIVE FAST, MY CRIB

and drag 
Oh he want smoke 
Nigga up it fast 
Fuck it dump the mag
Renovate the pad 
This gon leave a hater nigga mad 
If the try to take my flow they gonna