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this for real
Trappin' and stackin
We not with the cappin
Run it up add it
Run it up add it

Run a hundred need a hundred by the end of summer
Say she

probably won’t be by yo rivals
More than likely yo killa shakin yo hand and stand beside you
Gotta keep yo circle tighter, gotta keep yo circle tighter
Gotta

knew to get live, it was my callin
I had a fresh vibe on all fours crawlin

(add lib)Gather in and get down
(add lib)Gather in and get down
(add

Gone Shake that ass girl
Shake it real fast
LIKE JESSICA VANESSA WHEN SHE SHAKING HER ASS
Gimme add money then I'm leaving the class
Bounce it up n down

every thing that I say with a grain of salt bae
I can hear your angry just by in the way you talk
Wait
Try to get me for crazy but that is you part
Ain't

Last chance for romance
Grab your favorite stripper by the hand
And tell her to make this money
Booty Bounce, Booty Bounce
I like the way she make

Last chance for romance
Grab your favorite stripper by the hand
And tell her to make this money
Booty Bounce, Booty Bounce
I like the way she make

parked out front by mistake, I caught stunts (I caught stunts)
They was watchin' me roll up, seein' I was froze up (yeah)
She ain't come with nobody,

makin', hop out they shakin' if we got problems than do some
I got a switch a new gun
Dare you to test me let's see if they do run
Huh, let's see if they do

backside
Shakin' like Lamborghini engines in the trunk
Hands down, by far,
The baddest bitch, with the biggest rear
And the way you put that ass to work
You

Loose Booty

Juvenile

Reality Check

2006

Hoe can make a nigga think she a queen
She standin' there, smellin' like potpourri, I bet she stank in them jeans

Need to shake it, wash it, rinse it,

God, she tweakin'
A good girl at heart, but a thot by the weekend
Saturday night, lay her down, get to freakin'
Walk in the club, all the bitches

wet
Temperature rising I can feel she bouta jet
Told ha hold on ha legs shakin toes on froze
Pretty pretty I lovem pink like a fuckin flamingo
Said she

advance, girl don’t worry ‘bout the money

She pulled out ‘bout ten bands, like “I got my own money” she business lady

Why they always add they two cent?

bitch claim she love me and she know she a fan

Can't let these hoes touch me, she double
Tappin' on the gram, she said that I'm crazy
Tis true, yes I am

(Okay)
Gotta stop by the bar and grab my coat (Okay)
We hoppin' outside and going ghost (Skirt)
I like it raw dog dog, can I get that waterfall (Fall)
My

mo' tablets 
She ride my dick like it's stolen 
That's my bike bitch Debo 
She do the white by the kilo 
I'm not bout that life you can keep those 
I

me loving her
She got me feeling right
Aw fuck I'm too excited this music had got me up now
I can tell what your looking for make a Nigga glad that he

baguettes
These are vvs not them lil rocks
Baby go hand me a cup fill it with lean add a few rocks
Me and Pb got the pressure mane
Twenty five lighters

She say she scared of heights
But I got that bitch high as hell
Packs touchdown at 5
I was done by 9:12
Can't enjoying my high
Damn door keep swinging

says I am the one, but the kid is not my son 

[3rd verse] 
For forty days and forty nights 
The law was on her side 
But who can stand when she's in

can’t do that cause I’m not a Reverend/
She said I can’t tell by the way that you steppin’/
I said in the Kingdom that’s just added blessings/

Hook:

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.


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Words sometimes

to raise this bar up?
Undergo that change that you can't borrow 
We're the one percent of one percent
You don't add up 
When it comes to it baby 
I always