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gonna cap on every song yh
I did it by myself yh
Park ten milli in my yard
Nobody gave me shit yea
They be talking about me
Gossiping all on me
I be

a demon
But a Angel
We both knew all along
Shoulda Knew it by the way
That she pull on her thong
Touch her toes
Than she twirls
To the sound of the song
Get

If anybody wanna play this song
I'll promise we'll dance along 
If anybody wanna play this song I promise we'll dance along 

She likes to shake her

Take off that dress, that bra, that thong, leave on them boots
Every time you leave it always seems too soon
Let's get married in Vegas, vacation

have me made your blood boil
So every time I saw you I was so spoil 
You walk around in a thong heels and baby oil
But not much got in the way
The needle

rolling my blunts
Sitting alone while I'm writing my songs
I was respectful she took off her thong
Baby you got my intentions all wrong
I just came over

and a thong
That type of shit that turn me on
There's a meeting in my bedroom
Like that old silk song
Take ya pants off 
Not that fast, do it slow
You gon' kill

into this song
Emotional but I stay strong
I only go where I belong
She let me talk her out her thong
Lil baby is this what you want
I swear to go god

climbing to the top
Feel like fucking Sly Cooper
I'll steal your song, you getting robbed
No I'm serious, get the bucket and I mop
You ridiculous, like

of a screenshot of a tweet
And imma leave it on seen
It’s not that I don’t care
Just tryna write a song
Usually don’t take long
But Im distracted by ya thong
You

And A Thong On A Playing Your Damn Song
So Bounce It And Make It A Clap Like Round Of Applause On
Shout Out To Benji Frank Stro And The Entourage
This Night Is

the one to taking you home
You Layin in my bed in just a thong
Damn who knew you look so good with nothing on
Treat that body like an instrument
Im bout

at home cause we ain't aiming for your belly

This ain't no wock, this some act, I can tell by how it taste
Hoes be cappin' out they ass, I can tell just by

diphthongs,
I'm singing in tune to my shit songs
Fingers tingling a little
Fucking fiddling with riddles
Finger linger in my bitch thongs
Deliberately fumbling

a nigga wanna learn how to play the drums
Ba dum chhh, pa-rum pum pum pum
I sing the same song that I sung to your mum
When I grab her by the head then I

with a nice lawn
My songs tight like a thong
Hotter than a bong  
Zeus in playoffs like when Lebron strikes
Forget truce, I'm Bruce with crews
Hang you

I wanna see u
In that pink thong

Claps yo hands together
I'm not tryna sing alone

Take ya ear plugs out
You told me to make this song

By the end

Poker Face

Swollen Members

Bad Dreams

2001

be foldin', fuckin' with Swollen 
Queens get jacked by the king of spades 
Buc Fifty, Mad Child, Prev Won, poker face 

Full house, royal flush,

Vibrate

Rasheeda

Still Writing in My Diary: 2nd Entry [Clean]

2004

the thong song 
Get ya money gul, show em what you really bout
Rasheeda reppin fo the ladies in the south

[Both Choruses]

[Verse 3: Petey]
I can

Young'n (Holla Back)

Fabolous

Totally Hits 2002

2002

on Dom
50 G's, hook and song
Ma, I wanna see how you look in thongs
Hustlin', guys that send Po's
'Cause I chop rocks the size of Mentos
Blame me, I

Black, White, Puerto-Rican, Chinese porn
Aes Rizzle born to freak it to the Thong Song
Hold dimes close with a king-kong arm

(Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh)

I don't

Rodeo

Juvenile

Reality Check

2006

thong
Its your birthday lil mama get your Kodak on
But don't quit showin' the world you gunna throw that song
We ain't beefin' like nah we on the positive

in bikinis
On an island I think was Fiji
Chanel yells "I wanna be like biggie"

Humming the words to his song
On top a table in a thong
"I love

long, so I wrote this song
I know you always snap me in that black lace thong
But damn, yes you look nice
But I told you, I never ask twice
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