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by myself , I dont need no man
You could smell the loud all in the air, bitch you know its me
Give a lick a choice like different flavors I got more

we're anti
Your whole team tryna sing like Ashanti
My peng tings looking artwork, Banksy
She come around then she take off the panty
Woah, off pant,

как Carti, на моей суке Cartier 
 
C VGLT Как Bounty, Booty как у Ashanti 
 
Препати, перепати, афтепати 
 
 
 
Я ебу сук раком, потому что так приятно

ready for this shit it might go downstream
Rotate the roster like a nigga playing my team
I say it's only you but I'm talkin Ashanti
And they sayin I'm

seats then hit feet
I ain't dumb, clout what the bitch chasing
Flowing like I'm Aubrey, ride with me Nelly my Ashanti
Double cup please n*gga it's a need

Ashanti
Back wood hit like my blunt trying to box me
Smoking the runts we don't let niggas cop free
I was just broke with my pockets on injury
Woke

by all types
Cuz even lesbians be wanna fight
Cuz they all know if you ain't da homies then yo hoe just might get the pipe
N they all want it from this

and a open cell
So I'm rocking this vest and got money for bail
I shot it if I sold it I will never tell if I do it by myself
Then I can never fail getting

peeeee
Chale
Antariksh ki sair peeeee
Shaitaani khuraafaton se
Insaaniyat majboor
Insaan sach bhi na bol
Paaye ye kaisa hai dastoor
Aisi BT by god sehen na

even think
Cause I know you want it daddy
It's clear to see
And every time I pass you by
Can't keep your eyes off me
So

Baby come and give it to me
I'll

nothing hot
Till I saw something in you
(Yea It's true)
You had me feeling like
Ashanti foolish
Didn't think that you'd hurt me
You really left me clueless

by Virgil
If I do Nike and baby, I get money
I don't give a fuck 'bout who like me
Wardrobe full of foreign shit
Everything designer
Everybody with me

fucking with a baddie
real yard gyal pussy warm like patty
see dem gyal them gyal too chatty
real bad bitch by the name of Ashanti
i can get ratchet to
my

wrestling with no artist unless it's Ashanti
Nigga this, God, Gandhi, Kevlar labcoat
Mixed together with leather bathrobes like Plies and Fonzi
Cool

Stokely Carmichael
Bagged Mariam Makeba definitely was a leader
In his own right 'Keba was diva in her own light
Before 'Yonce and Mary J, Ashanti

can't help you losing interest
Now the days they going by
Percentages a major reason why
A lot escape this life
I'm giving more than most
That do live

always on time)
Yeah I’m never online but I’m always online
She’ll pull up like Ashanti, know she’s always on time And she’s dripping in slime
She’s

fate
So I'm baked like a cake
And I'm chillin' by a lake
I'm awake, I'ma rake
In these bills for heaven's sake
I'ma shake up your thoughts like a pair

Gangsta Nation [Clean Version]

Westside Connection

Hip Hop You Don't Stop

at these pros that sing like Ashanti
Body like Beyonce, face like Andre (uh)
You kinda but I'm with so my Andre got to be bomb rate

[W.C.]
Have you

That's gon really keep it true
And once you find the one you gon feel it in your conscious
So if you feel the vibe
Better keep her by your side
And just

by popular demand, Les Mampe
Tlohelang, tlohelang, can't stop me
You and I 'til we die, ain't that something
I gave the hottest chick in the game

Always got some green

Twenty-pointers in the buffs, bitch
My view icy
Balaclavas back-to back-to back, bitch
We too shiesty
Know that shit designed by

Black Rose

Ghetts

Ghetto Gospel: The New Testament

then
When their own brothers keep on dissing them
Try and picture Justin as a little one
Daddy was around but I was raised by the women them
Nan,

Yo, the westerm hemisphere, soften
Your mind, relax, so it sinks
I'm deep as thinks by Buddah priests
And Chinks with mystical links
The science