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Mario you did me dirty
I wanna Panamera Porsche all white when I be swervin'
I wanna say what's on my mind sometimes, but I be nervous
I pour my soul into

Get Out tha Way

The Hot Boys

Guerrilla Warfare

1999

out, pants fold down to my ankles 
Think I ain't about function you get stump like Kirk Franklin 
You get got, flip flopped tossed and tumbled 
I'm

chick, cause she could get it

I know you buggin' on the way this sound
But you know I love the way
My chick be holdin' it down
Extremely thorough by

you and your brothers all back to the earth
I'm tryna get it so momma ain't worry talking 'bout Franklins ain't talking bout Kirk
My clothes Acne my

getting to the Franklins ain't talking bout Kirk
And I'm only happy when my brothers smile
Been living good ain't felt this in a while
Had my fair share

to the future, I drink too much to wine
Cheers to the future, I drink to us, why?
Lover of my soul say we gon' be fine
Fifty shades, all I see without a ray

broken doors, both had broken families
Now look at Michael and look at Chano
No samples, examples of all of that
Kirk Franklin, Gucci, and all the trap

the dresser
Them Franklins piling, yeah them Franklins piling
And my niggas still 'bout whatever
I can't think about it, chasin' nothin' but bodies
Now I'm

Down at the produce aisle
I chill with my crew
Veggies with goatees and Del Monte tattoos
(Wassup?)
Hangin' with Franklin's got us goin' beserk

JUSTINE is my valentie

Money, making money be your love for life
People bankin' dem Ben Franklins and I got to get mine
Speaking for you to your

the church
I'm down wit TD Jakes and Kirk Franklin
Better have my offerin' plate filled wit' franklins
Blasphemy, I got niggas that'll blast for me
Ribs

run around with these SZAs (yeah)
I prefer to just stroll the park with this Chaka
Baby girl was just diggin' all in my pockets
I was going hard (by

side

You could be my baby
When I look at my lady
Girl, you amaze me
Ain't gotta do nothin' crazy
See all I want you to do is be

My love, so

nothin like you fools
Imma mood, you can tell by my moves
Imma mood, you better get in tune
When my hat sit like Tiller, don't try me
All this Heat, I feel

Afterlife

Future

WRLD on Drugs

2018

come back (Pluto)
Ain't gon' never let a disloyal bitch hold me back
I done Goyard my bags so it could hold my racks
And all the love I got for

changing the game
But you was just playing along
I called you my cinnamon apple
Bitter as fuck
That shit ain't work out
Went and i blew a few franklins

Distorted Records

A$AP Rocky

Testing

2018

Word to T.D. Jakes, uh, word to Pastor Ma$e and Kirk Franklin
Fuck what niggas think, I'm about the bank
Comma, dollar signs, I'm about my Franklins
I

race
Got my sisters looking for love
All in the wrong place
I won't excuse self-pride
In my race
For everything
There's a time and place
And the time is

need that, my love

Next and Next Lives

We found each other in this life
I know that
We will meet again in the next and next ones
Like we did in

Why

Sticky Fingaz

Black Trash: The Autobiography of Kirk Jones

2000

[story dialogue]
Aight nigga hold it down baby, one love
Aiyyo, yo Bruce - ohhh shit!
Aiyyo nigga
Yo I know this ain't that nigga Kirk
Yo Bruce

(Drink the juice by the liter)
That boy Vonn talking bout'
He want to come off me in my mood
I'm tryna let the spirit move
Slide
Dickie fit when we

presidential shit
Wood grain grippin 15's bangin damn these speakers hit
Bitch I'm so Texas a youngin puttin on for the tone
I love my city cause we got them

I got money in my jeans, ain't gon' let it get the best of me
7.62, yeah, you know I got the recipe
I cherish what I love, yeah, it's my only destiny

looking hurt
I got it out the dirt, got it out the dirt
Hear the hate I just smirk I'm bout my Franklins like I'm Kirk
ASAP Ferg put in work my old bitch