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the top until yo truck a Bentley
I floss a lot pick off yo top like who fucking with me
I got it all dog
No need to ball hog
And I been known to buy a lot

the coat its chinchillas
Surrounded by Zoes all Gorillas
For all this good i done in the the world
Im still a sinner
Took a couple Ls so i turned it

like houston girls like whitney
Rollin green wood but the signal legit
She gave me consent so I got up and hit it
Hang with the big boys she don't wanna

Brittany
Got shawty dripping like Houston might have to call you Whitney
Call that a low blow issue might have to Tat the logo
Need to go international I

2 bitches kissing don't excite me less they with me
Fucked with vicky, fucked with brittany
Went to Houston and met Whitney

Pick ya poison, no

They only fuck with you when you dead
2Pac, it's no biggie
Whitney Houston, we got a problem
Prince, Michael Jackson nigga, let's go

I'm the king

yeah
Now you can treat me like I'm nothing 'cause I ain't there
And the only thing that comes overnight is a man that trust me I don't need
And the only

touchdown in Boston
Everybody wanna take the lead no acoustic
Just wanna spit spit spit with no emotions here
This ain't Houston and I ain't Whitney, dear
For

SWEET

BROCKHAMPTON

Saturation II

2017

suburbs
A civilian shot in 3rd Ward, we just by the fountain
This is Merlyn Wood, man
Everywhere I go is the Woodlands
I need a Honey Butter, vodka in

too much sugar
You can miss your one true love just by overlooking
Overlooked the music and the art, my soul overtook it
Don't care bout' the closed

to the moon
I'm bout to go hop in the Cayenne
Step on the gas and go vroom
Everything that I do on a high end,
Bitch, I'm the one, not the two
No, I don't need

would never be ignoring that
I caress you, let you know it's fine
Never disrespect you, all throughout our time
A lover for life, Whitney Houston taught

Just touched down in Houston, I'm trying to fuck on Whitney
I just wanna dance with somebody, look God forgive me
We took cover behind the walls when

just to see our hearts are beating in sync
Singing my love is your love by Whitney Houston
Who dat boy is a 9 and the wife is a 10
10 toes down when you

And go where the crowd can't follow
Yo what the f--
Man what we talkin bout dawg what w-- what is we really talkin bout
Bastards
(Kilo)

I had her

we find out we all have the same homies
Loyalty is family blood thicker than a Slushie
Love is real funny y'all hate to fuck with me
Houston got

man I define science
Take up the space in the bed when we vibing
A threesome or four, more come out the closet
Let's make a porn, then all talk about it

How to Rob

50 Cent

In Too Deep [Original Soundtrack]

1999

him
DMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie
I'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely
I should rob Clue, man, his shit did well
I

it rain on you, orb of tornami
Umbrella-ella-ella-ella, pouring tsunami
You don't need a boy, you need a man
Tell me all your problems baby I can

all my biggest fans

And these shades made by Gucci, not Ray-Ban
Ayy, made man, I'm a made man
We made man, a made man
Self-made man, get it made, man

(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
(DJ Meech, lil' bitch)

Them niggas get on y'all ass, y'all play with me like I ain't worse
Tryna gossip

break these rules
Im applying all this pressure
Til i break right thru
And ima hit the bank until i break that to
Im yo bobby
You my whitney
When im down

my foot
On, but right then and, there
My vision peeps 'em, to dirty fleece 'em
Thinkin' nobody sees 'em, boostin'
So I exhale like Whitney Houston
Then

known that I was never an open book
How can I make you understand that I'll never need a man
I guess you'll realize it some day down the road

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