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ones, thick ones, put them on rotate
When we stop fucking, I don't miss none
When I'm in the club, I don't flick none
I wait 'til the party's done

Baveux? Ils ont trouvés ma cachette (non, non)
Le doigt sur la gâchette, mes ennemis sont cachés
J'suis dans le club, j'repars avec un cachet, ouais

rack, legendary night cap
Stacks she be getting, naughty by nature my name writing on that kitten baby
The cookie on Bombay, put it on the menu out

that he gay
My buyer just put an order in
For hella Beats by Dre
Two hundred hundreds in my
Pocket off of headphones
It's a good feeling know when I
Get

already been to Hell

I could a been lost, could a been a loser
Could a been dead, shot by the ruger
Could a been dumb, drug abuser
Could a been stressed,

your pain
Please accept my apologies
The ones that ever been pregnant by me
Nah Baby, not me
Not the one you settle down with
I'm the type that call up

me how it feel
Don't be on me in the club, girl
You gotta chill
I want that house on the hill
And I ain't got a deal
She know a nigga out here
But she

undivided pussy on my face by any means
You ready boo, everything is edible including you
We dancing on the roof while snipers cover fire other routes

on my arm
I can't believe you just cut me loose
You're gonna look good in blues
They still got a cool band
In the little club where we used to go
But I

exaggerated (It's Swidom)
Yo, I live the life they rap about
Noughty By Nature, you know the vibes
Yo

Lanark Road in Edinburgh House, in a council flat,

on my arm
I can't believe you just cut me loose
You're gonna look good in blues
They still got a cool band
In the little club where we used to go
But I

struggling
Short days, long nights, clubs after parties, VIP
All I wanted was time would you be there for me?
When the water gets deep, will you swim like

to keep her
Made a hundred bands by the hundred street sweepers
Hit a hundred bitches, that's a hundred meat eaters
Niggas so glowed up, Chief Keef
I be

everyday mon ball
Bad guy bere lowo Sumbo

Nothing mankind no go ever see
Even Jesus Christ hated by the pharisees
Critics go con go like the DRC
I just dey

discharged and
It's check out time
They don't give a fuck if I am dead alive
They just want their money
'cause they're getting by
My neighborhood ain't healthy

around and squeal (might rat)
I'm coming by myself
Right in where you live (ya crib)
Im runnin right down why you with your kids
(fuck it) you gotta go

to the freeway
I can't roll witcha
Can't get by can't smoke witcha
Man that pussy got control of ya
Make sense cause you niggas got some hoe in ya
But I'll be

Today's track is brought to you
By the number 666 ha ha ha ha ha

Goin' out tonight and we're
Gettin' our kicks got my high heels on and
You know

(Let's go)

We got that digital love
Everybody getting drunk, when we step in the club
Got the guys moving, ladies showing us love
Yeah, we

I was jobless
Popped in a listerine strip and
Passed the swab test
Pitiful, hypocritical, some say
Strip club on Saturday night
Church on Sunday

I was nearly drowned by a goddamn priest
On the day that I was born
Daddy's little demon from the
Tip of the womb
They try to hide me like kiddie

Every child need a father
Like, I was raised by the block
I was nine when my father got knocked
I was twelve when my brother got knocked
I was thirteen

thinking they can take Sharief
They be leaving the club with no fronts like Michael Spinks
On a stretcher like the page format, head bath
Bubbling in

[Intro: sobhhï]

Okay
Yea
Yea

(Nuit Sans Fin)

[Verse 1: sobhhï]

Pull up in the club with the rollies on the wrist nah nah ooh
cnd if you talk too