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54 freaky bitches in different area codes
Big booty bad bitches that just love to go low
I spend 2 hours with her after that she had to go
She built

To try and find the wrong I done.

The first you wrote me was the sweetest
The last one broke my heart in two
And all alone I left you weeping
For

what's really crazy man, you can't decline
I hate all the hate, but that's all that I hate
I wish when I wrote this, you all could relate
I don't know if

on running by
As she check the time look you In Your eyes you knew in that Moment she live a street life
You knew in that Moment she Live a street life
I can't

She’s the kinda beauty that makes me feel at home  

We could set our worries to the wind and watch em all float away 
We could be two rebel hearts, cut

the killer living here
When all the town is sleeping
She is the nightmare that they fear

Penelope the wretched
Is as old as an ancient spell
Though of her

That's when she said it's not the end of the world
You can start a new life and if you find a new girl
It's neither here nor there
A balancing act if

a sinner
I'm not perfect
I give her all the time in the world and she worth it
So many niggas want my wave, yeah, they surf dick
And then that tsunami

She say she love when I get all lovey dovey on them like this

Me
My lady
Wanna have a baby
She already drive me crazy
But shit that's my lady
(Baby)

ti 

Day by day have been chasing 
Praying to God Kabiyesi 
Make he bless me, no regretting
Ise oluwa obaje ti 

She wan me to shalaye
Why moshey

know that I'm saved by
Something greater
By something greater
There's no need to be afraid
When I got my
When I got my
My own savior
I
Know that I can

As the shame
So no
Things aren't set
By some
Predetermined
Holy bet
It's all gone wrong
Ate some weed
Then I
Wrote this song
Funny how
We're just done
I took

better huddle up,
Counting these hundreds up hundreds up
I live by the code, nigga Money is a Must  

She gone pop that ass for a nigga that’s real, 
I’m

Surviving the Times

Nas

Greatest Hits [Clean]

2007

talkin' Juice Crew, not what the word define
He had a sister named Erin, for sure was fine
That was my first crush, I bought my first mic
I wrote my first

In my city I'm a G, y'all know what I mean, yeah
Catch me in my zone, you motherfuckers finna bleed, yeah
Shorty tryna suck me dry, yeah she been

She my back bone hair long can't leave the strap home 
Gotta bring that bag home she my back bone 
She don't cap on fuck me good  and she probably

She takes all her clothes off while she sits by the phone at night, thinking about all her regrets
Not that we'll kept, but she's been fine since you

for 5 jacks i need all them phones
And she gone throw the pussy back cause the dog den sold

Everything i ever did i did it by myself
266 ent bitch i

a bad bitch that never had shit
All these bags and gold
She think I'm mad rich
Now I'm average, simple and I'm humble
Bring your cameras to the hood

like some fine wine
Live free or die tryin', nigga that’s my ride or die
Yeah, I love the way she lie, oh my god, my pride's on fire
Started from

that
You know I'm lying through my teeth, lil hoe
Can't get hurt by what she don't know

Kiss me, touch me, grab me all night
Miss me, love me, Had me

called to tell that you were only a rehearsal
He'd found a real thing
And he didn't want to see you again

Sitting alone by the telephone she'd been

I mean the plural, that nigga rannin'
I got a bitch all on me, yes she be chewin' my dick up
I be just killin' this shit
When she eatin' the nut,

heart and she could feel it in her chest. Yeah, Well, let me be your pacemaker, cuz all that stress could lead to cardiac arrest. I'm young, rich