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you bitches could warm up
At Chinaman gay little restaurant
I welcome you to here with my balls out
So come and eat my little eggroll now

Yeah, come in

you bitches could warm up
At Chinaman gay little restaurant
I welcome you to here with my balls out
So come and eat my little eggroll now

Yeah, come in

homies an S.N.I.T.C.H
It's ashy to classy
Your girl ass cheek is my weed plate
Poser, your whole outfit from china on eBay
Tell Dj Khalad I'm from uptown

you tell me I'm wrong
I'm going off til we all on
I ball on these haters
All day about paper
Nan a rapper gon' phase me

I got a laser blaster
Tell my

Ball on these niggas nba
She saying yes when I trip to LA
Young nigga I'm getting paid
You gotta ride with the wave
Fuck what you say
Still going to get

feeling myself make dem find me loud
Dj sound me loud oh
Oni on fe wa si Eko
Aro Meta ni Eko
Awon girls wanta ni Eko
Tori won mo, Owo poh le Eko ah
Owo wan

again, bet, he won't
Drop them 10's
DonDada wat i go by, man, go check
My fuckin' resume
That boy was droppin' 10's, so Quez and K5
punched him in the face

up on a nigga and I came wit the lean
Yeah, yeah, came with the lean
He go missing, tryna mess with my team
I ball hard, like OKC
Off my property, ask

cant eat by myself
I been feeling real pain
Even in the sheets
I can't lie I been beat
To much envy I think I need help
Back been heavy from the heavy

get niggas more excited than when bitches flirt
I'll prolly end up on an island chilling with my millions
But for now I'm more inspired by how

not
No starter
I got these bitches
On my dick
Cause my cut clean
Me and DJ the best
Out of Broward
We the A-Team
This nigga askin'
Who be sellin'
He

What's up y'all this is DJ Official
And here it is eternal Cypha
Reppin' the Lord Jesus Christ to the fullest
It's going down, it's going down
Now

Just Anotha Crazy Click

Three 6 Mafia

When the Smoke Clears

2000

Alright Hold Up!!!! Wait a second listen! 
I peel your cap back with a cannon ball, 
I buck 'em all fuck 'em all we standin' tall woooo.... 
Three 6

Did Ya Say That

GZA

Legend of the Liquid Sword

2002

Spin your wig back like we DJ'ing, he ain't playing
My songs set a trap, catch 'em laying
Now we stuck but he's overwhelmed by what he came across
Not

need clarity
If not, then a chariot to carry me
Pulled by forces polar to gravity
They have not got what I have in me
More grit than a snow truck

list is crossed off
The fit made its debut at the crosswalk
And I got all the juice to make all these cars honk
The former lost cause gettin' eyed by

gotta be by the speaker
By the DJ where they smokin' on reefer
I'll be in the club track suit track suit
Fuck the dress code I'm lookin' like eeeyah
Drink

Classic!
Yeah!
Yobezani... Christelle!
Dj Langie

There's a lot to thank You Lord for
Moyo wanga ndi umboni and I'm really grateful
So lemme testify

Uh ah
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
Hai-yeah
Ah-ha ha ha
Hai-ai-ah
Four by four
Open the door
Four by four
Open the door
"Cherry
Cherry
Boom
Boom"
When I walk into

by the camp fire
I been in the sun check the tan line
Sticking niggas up got their hands high
Twisting up their tongue got their hands tied
Threatening

DJ, yeah that's my DJ
Sorry for the wait
Now the drought over
Came a long way
Now we gettin over
Let my balls hang
Treat em like they boulders
Now its

daily
That's addiction when he left the house
Grab the shit I cooked from out the kitchen
When my sister served that eight ball
I was around the corner

that fire on me
It hold me down i'm tryna ball
But they ain't happy 'til
I'm out of bounds
I smoke loud, but when police come
I don't make a sound i'm by

brethren
Ya can’t comprehend
Dollar bill y’all
Worship money them
Monsters have a ball - Halle Berry
Friendly with the enemy is never the call
Powernomics