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care who got next
Energy Records on the line tell em who's next
I'm out for Presidents to represent me
Yeah
I'm out for Presidents to represent me
Yeah

n***a, know you so tired of hearing 
Them same n****s, them same songs, come sing along and
Bring along, every bad bitch just tell em' to keep they make up

Big For Your Boots

Stormzy

Triple J House Party, Vol. 6

2017

they're all weirdos
Like yeah, Stormz gone clear
Never had a Tom Ford or a Moncler
Mandem are calm, but you see my don there?
Fuckeries, tell 'em don't

seen the snakes before they even started
Caught 'em, and they was dearly departed

Look into my eyes (eyes), tell me what you see (see)
A youngin'

U mad u mad yea yea u mad u mad
How I pull up to this bitch I be doin'em bad
Skirt skirt vroom vroom yeah doing the dash
Ima certified stunna boy I

I'ma get it back now, uh
From the cage of the stage
They don't know the songs, can tell by the way that they rage, uh
I'm faced by the shade they

as hell
You know them racks good came up off clientele
She used to come shop for her nigga
Now she by herself
Gucci spritz bought a brand new fit
Just

on more than a nic' (yeah, bitch)
My Brooklyn bitch in the Garden, while we watchin' the Knicks (yeah-yeah)
Walk your bitch like a pit', dogshit by my hip

ain't running
I'm a walk em down yeah
I'm a do it swiftly
This rockstar chain got her seat wet
I'm a tell the bitch let's play no recess
Yeah bitch got

on a nigga
Hit the lyft add bet we pull up fast on that nigga

Aint no ride bys 
Do a driveby
Mama crying never got to tell em bye bye
Lil bitch told me that

gotta flex
I gotta flex
I bought a plain jane
Tell these little boys we aint the same
Been lit since I was a jit aint droppin out imma go uni
I gotta flex

f__k the rap
push'em to the
Dead Men Tell No Tales
I be candidate of
K p___y school president
(Who's the) cool president
No one makes
policy for

still a dream

Outroverse:
Soulja boy is a dream he made over million
Chief keef is a dream he made over million
Casper  is a dream he made over million

Through The Storm

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Through The Storm

2018

stormin'
Hopin' everything could clear up by the morning
Niggas tellin' lies so I gotta be honest
Ask me for to tell it, you know that I'ma run it
Turned

to makin' beats, I'm the MVP
I'm the main motherfucker, you're an NPC
Got 'em full of envy, the boy from M.D
Destroyed what I see, deploy, then I be

the moment
Got get it
Let them other people want it
Boy I got goals
Cookie fresh
Tap like mookie betts
Movie in the flesh
Ooh wee make a mess
Gucci for

U Better Recognize

Sam Sneed

Snoop Doggy Dogg 3 Disc Set

2011

proper,
did dirt, did West cause I clown coppers (yeah).
Do hip-hop, rap, compose 'em most, I couldn't see me,
mad advanced and my skills are all about

bitches greet me like boy! Say I'm good for em like soy. She more than happy Thats joy. Man I'm right. Got the light. Man I'm tight. Got it tight. I be

on a dick
Show her how to get a bag
And be taking over shit

Look, I don't need yo money
Got my own bag
Soulja boy nigga get your own swag
Had to slow it down

on a d**k
Show her how to get a bag
And be taking over s**t

Look, I dont need yo money
Got my own bag
Soulja boy n***a get your own swag
Had to slow it down

Tell'em, to lock'em, unload'em and wait
Taste it, and count it, and sell it and fade
Gucci vibin, I’m feeling like them, I'm Louis buying, I'm smoking fly

on the god damn telephone
What am I gonna tell him when he's grown

cnd all these nights running round they bleed into the years
By the time I put it down

Gucci, should be sponsored by Gucci
That ain't my girl, I just sponsored her pussy
These undreds is blue like they Crippin', Tookie
Strapped with this

ballin' like Beast Mode, I'm him how It feel to be below
Paul Walker, pink slip, no repo
Tell lil twin we gon' ship him off straight to L.A
Since the boy