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Ayy, yeah, spread them asscheeks
Lemme lick that bootyhole

Lil’ freaky thot bitch give me
Head while her baby ‘sleep
Funny rap bars behind doors

lil' ho that I'm on it, bitch, give me my money
Niggas be pussy, no kitty
Ho, welcome to Memphis where niggas be crying like bitches
Keep it a hunnid,

360 seconds it's on, unlimited firsts from calibers unknown
Come wit it in ya verse or take a job and stay gone
I don't care if it's rehearsed or off

really give a fuck
About yo kind yo flock
Bastard kin tryna talk and walk
I don't got a fucking ounce
Of respect for you lot
You won't see my success

avoid a massacre
Ride a beat like equestrian
I got some notes to give
To these amateurs thespians
Don't approach barbarians
Actin like vegetarians
I call

Ride Wit Me

Spice 1

Immortalized

1999

to give
B-a-B-a bomb first my prerogative
When I see your G-string in a hot tub
Clips and gats all around makin' hot love
And you're always down for

bitch 
I pul up with Ak 47 shoot everybody messing up with mim 
Mano chil I don’t give a dem what ever u think 
I go with the crew my pops said son no

here by this regal flow
And I could give a fuck 'bout needing dough
Haters can't impede the glow
It's something they ain't seen before
Jesus spoke with

Lil brodie sent the pack 
Hanging with apack of wolves 
Smoking on a wood
Tell your mans to back back 
We don't like attachments from the hood
I

they paycheck
And go get a polo shirt
With them lil dusty hoes
That be hoeing first
Square as ever
Don't know to secure they Purse

I'll be damned
Listen

Oh yeah, hmmm
I... I hope allyuh listening 'cause I 'bout to talk for real
Huh, like wow
Niggers
Are we or are we not
Why do we exhaust ourselves

to snake ya out
You know that i got shooters on the floor
Can't wait to space them out
Riding in that double R
But nah this ain't no ghost
Don't give a damn

motion sickness like Magic in play

Female rappers, y’all are one and the same
Bring you pleasure or pain by stretching your frame
Don’t even think

(yeah)
Don't worry 'bout who else a nigga fuckin'
Mind your business (Shut up, bitch)
Ain't no nigga ever plug me
I had to find me one (Had to find one

these nig**s up under me, young guapo the ni**a that these ni**as want to be, I don’t give a Fu*k a ni**a aint soning me, perform with that Glock on me

that smell, it's the packs in the mail
Smoking pounds by the whales I prevail at anything I wanna do in life
I could never fake gangsta and cry

to this but I'd kill this anyday

Why the fuck you asking me bout bitches I don't even fuck
Mi no sabe
What the fuck i mean by baby you a slut
Mi no sabe

Can't even take her shopping, I don't go to the mall
I hustle every day, I got mud in my cup
She keep callin' my phone, she'll never give up
I finally

Brodie i won't leave you on yo own
Boy i always be right by yo side
Why you never picking up yo phone
You be making me lil scared in the night

to give me dumb throat (bitch)
(Oh) You a thot and a half
12 bucks a piece lil bitch do the math
Atm lick, take out 500 cash
I'm counting up bread that

away, run away lil dirty ass broad 
Fuck around get smacked up by the land lord
I don't really give a fuck, boy I'm a cowboy 

Giddy up, giddy up, gotta

gone give up they addiction it's
Another 20 piece I swear that I'm building bricks with this
Tuck caught me slipping tried to rob me damn near shot me

Yuh, Ay
What it is
56 shit faded
Double take coz I'm so distant
Uh, hey
Lil bitch
Imma smash you in the face
And then I'll hit you with a drop kick

Hood angel baby got the Nina by the dick
We gon take this lil money, we gon see how far it flip
I been riding in the sticks, young gorilla in the mist