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show you business, you can call it showbiz Clear like the ocean, and I sea it That I'm C-H-O-S-E-N Only trustin' God, cause I'm a human being Never gonna
happening Double Cup full of codeine magic Money on me I don't need advances Hoping out of that foreign car balling like a star Like I'm Steve Francis Big
Beef I'm ready to eat These other emcees anorexic to me Can't compete I was sent to destroy White flags out Ima make some noise Chill go ahead
quarter, we ain't bout to lose, yeah, yeah Crossover know I got the (moves) I'm ballin' and they don't know what to do, yeah, yeah Crossover, know I got
his ways Watch me rep, watch me praise Watch him bless, watch him save Man I'm blessed, man I'm strong Man I'm on, he the vine We up now, best
(faire) J'dois avouer que ça m'fait peur si un jour ou l'autre on fait la paire (paire) 4h du matin j'redescends Elle est chargé j'te fais pas un dessin
Somewhere lost off in Texas From H-town to the Triple D I ain't got time for the plexing Knocking pictures off the wall as I'm rolling through your city I
Nees shaking to the way I lick I'm bout to drown soon Any I'm taking off your panties I'm goin in too And we gone go crazy h I'm bout to lay u down
I'm just riding along the beat Take a trip with me Believe that this is free Come and you'll see How you can be Entered into another world
a supernova, you a supernova) I'm hotter than a super nova You a supernova, You a supernova Laughing to the bank like ha ha h a N*ggas talkin sh*t like blah
gone stack Count it up weigh it up Got workers movin' pounds All across the damm town H town its going down I got dreams about the millions So I stay up
Yo b*tch she know that I'm on F*ck on yo b*tch she all in my zone F*ck on yo B*tch She suck this d*ck I told yo b*tch I keep da sticks Aye Youngin
that wronged me today Well y'all can take the low road I'll just take the highway 88 M P H Till I R I P Back to the Future Like Marty You K o D I V I P
incerto que me testou E nem tô perto de ir pro resto do caminho que me restou [Refrão] I'm freezing on the spot My knees, under pressure drop I'm losing
(Tahj Money) I'ma zip one of you pussy-ass niggas up, nigga Pussy-ass nigga I'm on that murder shit, pussy Fuck up, nigga Bitch, I'm still
Big man, not dick, Until I tell a bitch sit Roll up a little bit, Lick the sticky Not the kitty, Loves my witty Oh I'm tricky Pussy for me,
on a different level Time really ticking now A different day A different level Mind on the money Crown Triple H I’m feeling crowded My evolution Gone leave its
these bitches eating me like its lunchtime She coming over we gone have a fun time She bend it over she gone make me nut twice Look what I’m wearing this
I fell off gotta get it back My plug got hit I ain't feelin that When we catch him we gonna do him bad My fingas keep itching i'm scratching back
Koko aaa denam Daavi morning, ef) nama Nam koko aaa d3, ne wo na za rubber Ah, m3 viwo ema do wo fine kaba H3ya ne kwey nam fia hey do ma dii kaba Mega
(H.B) (HOTBOOOYYYY) (YEA!) They call me "Hot Boy" I spit flame like a torch light Shoot up yo' trap like Fortnite Keep a weapon yea its mandatory
White girls with the big dunks We don't got em where I come from But once they tell me where they come from Man I swear i'm trying to come for em
these Nike's I'm strapping up I done ran up a check Had to pipe up I got Hemi I'm doing dash Cause I'm riding to dirty no License I took a trip out
I hit the weed until I knock out I'm back in this b***h I'm outta my tunnel I wanna Facetime she wanna cuddle I'm in my bag now, no duffle I'm
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