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and recline
This is all by my design, 
Your threat is so freakin benign
Better call the hotline, you're bout to have a flatline
My rhymes are so divine, talent

she shines the light

She make me wanna go down
And make her my wife for life

The way she perfectly embodies all the little things 
She's got me

patron

But little shawty 
Keep it real 
And imma treat you like you golden
 
Drive the foreign stolen 
Hopping off the jet 
And yo bitch on me like I'm

Please don't get caught in my moment 
I feel like a child but I'm growing
Im weighed down by pride that I'm holding 
Prefer it be you that I'm

fucking toad

Soundboard won't save you think again
By the end of this, you'll end up  crying in your bed  

I'm sorry I've got to lay it out like this
I

feeling the words that I said
It got me with your girl in the bed (oo)
We keeping the pace, she sat on my face
Remember the taste on my breath (hah)

the blues are good at finding
A scrawny kid and his mischievous posse
All we did was smoke a little bit of weed
Had Better-made chips to eat
Heading back home

could be wild
It could be a while before you get vile at the style
Trying to catch up, but I'm ahead by like 100 miles
You don't want that
Bitches gonna

while they want to do that (tell em)
They covered by the dirt
So they don't realise that with a little bit of polish
They'll be shining like a diamond

you deserve it
Now back to this here
I been working like twenty-four-seven on something uncertain
On something unclear
I get better with time, girl

panties around like a white flag
I might brag, but I will not embellish
Tell the story, make your girlfriend's jealous
I know you get told tall tales by

couldn't give a UHH if you been tryna say your girl's a man
Bigger fish to fry besides the one that's in ya boyfriend's pants
Backpack rappers wannabe

you hate when your girl
Is a fan?
That FLIGHT shit be so high
It don’t land
Got a stu in the crib
Cause we can
Flipping bands, kicking shit
Jackie Chan

of the hustle little homie this is it
So Cut down squares we all about the paper
Put it in the bag dawg you can count it later
Yes I got your back but I won't do

Someone to Hate

M-Boogie

Laid in Full, Chapter 2

2001

for you to come out the closet

It be the fourth of July, but ain't nothing hopping
Shocking, I found out about your lil' girl Robin
Fucking

You funny as hell bro
I'm really tryna take my girl wit me too, not gon lie so ayy
Go ahead and hit up your shawties too Nolan
We all tryna have fun

planets
See niggas dashin' whenever they see damage My swag get better when I'm touchin' new panties
Baby girl, I can't date you when your crew at me

cray
Fuck em
Man, we blowing cookies to the sky
Hella great vibes
We living not getting by
Fuck em
If you snooping on a fake page
Fuck em
Showing love

Troublemaker (feat. Jessica Latshaw)

Jessica Latshaw

We Got Tonight

with your little fight,
I came to this bar for a silent night,
So go on with your games I ain't in no mood to play,
I'd rather spend my time with Jack

me)
You don't love (you don't love, you don't love me)
Listen
I need love in a world like this
Swear you won't ever find a girl like this
She little

struggle by yourself, I'm getting paper now
They was looking at girls, they wanna make out
I was looking at world, like I'm a make house
To myself made vows

Everybody won’t you please buckle up
As I step behind the wheel
Gonna take you to a small little town
In the dark where it’s really real
It might

Do That Dance

Monrose

Sessions@AOL

2007

to go crazy

Run a check a little window shopping
Later on by the bar we'll be rocking
When we get up on the floor
This is how we goes
We all point

dope with the homies, just to cope
But I really need to get to it, on my own
Love is detected by love, not the mind
Open up your heart, said there's