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refreshments left with this one. But I couldn't ask her if she was pregnant. Have you ever done that? Ask a woman if they're pregnant, when they're not pregnant
Fine: Puerto Rican
As long as she don't flip it
Tell her man that we creepin'
What we doin' is all day
When I hang up it ain't
Called hate it's called
Now I'm drinking by myself
At the end of Section Park
Caught you when you walk besides your house
You threw your briefcase all on the couch
I plan
wet
When you have an erection
Now believe me
I've been there too
I see it I want it
It's like window shopping
When I see a fine dime walk by
All proud
Everywhere I go they turn around and call me cutie
My pretty features, button nose, nah, can't deny my beauty
I'm sorry but you're wrong if you think
New CD out, the new mixtape
Please don't talk if you're gonna hate
Breakdown why step in the ring?
When I'm better than him?
Can't you see he's never
There's a Vietnam Vet with a cardboard sign
Sitting there by the left turn line
The flag on his wheelchair flapping in the breeze
One leg missing
on ya arms, I won't stop til ya dead homie
You're fucking nothin don't ever tell me you are somethin
Actin like this good person when you're far from it
suckers
Push the button I been up to something
Super soak the wrist when Jesus drop the water runneth
I make these haters sick they hot and yea I surely
your freedom Bill?) They can have that shit
Now she wanna be friends - ain't that a bitch?
Fuck you bitch, I hate you bitch!
I wouldn't care if you
You warm my soul
The way you take control
In the game of life
Baby you're my goal
So I'll never ever let you go
Tell me how it went this way when
thirty-eight in his waist
But when you live by the gun you die by the same fate
End up, dead before thirty-eight and umm
That's the life of us raised by
Holes wit' tampons, i'm serious
I've been plugged in like a landline
And I throw up my hands you
Just throwin' up hand signs
When the hand 9 by the Jimmy
and drugs
Too many girls getting pregnant by wanna be thugs
Cant pay the child support let alone the hugs
Shit only thing the kid gets is probably a hug
I
believe you're pregnant again
Let's spend it all on childcare
Till one of us becomes a millionaire
Maybe then we'll have a couple more
Why stop at two when
it, got a coffee shop in Denver, Colorado
I'mma catch her when she visiting her mama
Ri-Ri, fine, you're old man hate me?
Can't rap like Gates,
up behind me trying to get pregnant by me
And in a year, I bet you'll be on welfare
Don't cry for help dear, you put yourself there
The way it looks,
and contracts," you know what I'm taking about
Only time a bitch get off is when a bitch run off, you know what I'm talking about
Hey man, you understand me
Master
in this spot until
When I spray at a rate, better pray hard
I'm The Living Tombstone
You're laying in a graveyard
Fresh Prince running man on your
my nigga, let me ask this question
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan (one two, one two)
Uh when shit hit the fan,
Follow me, jump on my train, don't hesitate
I know you're trying to get love
Call me when you come true
You know that I won't disapprove
You know I be
Death a line or two away and a couple tall cans
'Cause you never know when God is gonna call, man
Precious, what we all share
I said peace at five
my chin man, fuck that!
(Take it away from your chin)
I'm gonna fuckin' blow my head all over the ceiling
(No you're not okay?)
Fuck this shit man
birdies and then they remember too
Little baby bluebird eyes turn black
Without forgetting the face of the guy in the mask
When you see me baby will you
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