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wont get a crumb crumb crumb              
Bad lil ho give me brain in the back of my coupe going dumb dumb dumb
These hating niggas praying on my

guy who shut your head, your ass by the duck
Put a lil' bun on my god, I'ma come through the cut, I'ma flip the bitch up
She want me to pivot her pussy

this corner, MC Ryan D
And up next is 2Pacalypse

Yo I can rock it on a slow tip
Don't flip, cause I can do this
No shit, won't trip, ain't nothin'

I cant be getting the money too slow we gotta speed it up
(Yeah)
I cant be getting the money too slow we gotta speed it up (Speed it up)
My girl

a spread

I gotta make it home, and if I don't my lil' boy will never be the same
Can't let no nigga raise my daughter, what you think she got me for
I'm

I'm hot, you not, I sip juice, fuck if poe' the opps, drip drop, big glocks, body flip
Flop, fuck it, hitch hop, if you ain't countin real money, you

me feel alright
Every night
We'll watch some old school movies
Lay with you by my side
We could
Slow dance all around
Your bed room to
Like the
80's

All These Bandz

Tory Lanez

TrapStar Turnt PopStar

Pull up to the scene in that new big body (Body)
Bad lil' baby and she riding right beside me (Beside me)
All these bands (Bands), busting out my

I dont know what ya niggas be rappin bout
Dont give out my heart
And I use it a lil
Cant fuck these bitches
That make feel lil
I used to be popped

from that gun smoke
In them streets , stay cold

12 watchin', drive slow
That ain't him , that's my flow
Mama, I'm made for this
I'm on my exodus

I'm

drive a hour long
Can’t even move 1000 grams 
Ooo lil boy think he the man
Moving slow I can’t get in a jam 
Stuck to the code when that shit hit the fan

Running from east side
What did he find

A lil shawty with fat ass
Nice laugh
She a freak but she got class
 
She's messing with his grind
She's taken  all

Aye pretty baby dont you know you drive me crazy
Dont you know that I cant live without you
And I know you waiting by the phone and contemplating

Idols Become Rivals

Chris Rock

Rather You Than Me

2017

your new music cult
You would give us self esteem and motivate our drive
But was in our pockets by the time we count to five
I pray you find

' girls say I lost my way
I lost my, All these lil' girls say I lost my

Slow ridin' with the waves
She callin' me today
Hopin' it don't fold
Don't hold her

it all by amounts 
Take it n pack up an ounce 
Flip it n re up mah towns 
I make it i drop it get paid n ah bounce 

Bust thru, die for mine
All u

Drive
Never wanna waste a moment
Stay calm babe you're my focus
Love it when you hold me closest
Oh woah
Touch me til' I lose emotion
My lil sweet

and it lead
To duffle bagging with a dealer for a key in by the weekend And the roof is in the trunk with all the caution and the patience
Lil room

I'ma drive my rolls off
One day I will change your mind, cause I be breaking bones dog
Stick stones break bones, time to take a load off
Girl no time

eating snow crab, I'm in the street like the dope man
We do drive-bys in Mopeds, smoke strong like Popeye, Conan
I beat the pussy up, I just throat jab,

had to mow 'em down
Niggas got they hands out thinking that I owe 'em now
Demons gone keep coming they too close I gotta slow 'em down
Ain't talking

Yall know what the fuck going on man, it's L6 in this bitch, if you broke then get rich
Uh, Yeah, we got all kind of shit, my lil' nigga got some

Out the mud, makin' runs in a lil' hotel
My dawg, one of my favorite ones, he don't wish me well
Let someone else flip the coin, heads or tails
Would

movin' slow
Ridin' with that white boy not Austin Powers
Ho' i'm smooth like Ghost
Lil thick bitch like Lala on my line
She tryna drive the boat
When I hit