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niggas be trappin',  ayy
Watch how you movin' in traffic, ayy
They say you gon' lose if you crash it, ayy
I put this work in that Aston, ayy
I need

Drivin inna aston
Tell me that I'm switching flows while I'm rapping
Hella bitches give me dome cause of fashion
And you know I'm with my clan like we

me take you where you going
Escalades and Aston Martins
Babygirl you five star
Don't wanna waste what you've got
And I like what you've got
Like did

(Hmmm)
Girl I'm loving the way you move
E be like Aston Martin (Hmmm)
Whine for me girl like tsunami (Hmmm)
Whine for me girl like tsunami (Hmmm)

Yeah,

inside an Aston Martin car
I left the brother near the junction by the bar
I'd rather sit alone and count my money up
Don't wake me up till we're in Paris

Feel like I'm the man, I ain't bragging
Girl, got my heart racing like a Aston
Yeah, this shit be some gas like a Maverick
Yeah, I see all the fuck

Starting off by riding a pedal bike to the plug 
Now my Aston Martin do the Rev I tell em run 
They call me boss my bloody shoes are louboutins
I

an endorsement
I'm tryna go to the 'lot, buy his and hers new Porsche's
Marry her for one year then I'm gonna get divorced quick

No Aston Martin I come through in

pulling 'em triggers and 'Rarris
And pull up in Aston
(skr, skr, Aston Martin)
The feds they mad, they know what we doin'
Can't catch us i stand

Porn Wars Deluxe

Frank Zappa

Understanding America

2012

Now, the effects of such lyrics on a well adjusted child may not be cataclysmic
Senator Hollings: It's outrageous filth!
Senator Trible: Rather

Just Kickin' Lyrics

Above the Law

Livin' Like Hustlers

1990

[ KM.G ]
Yo, this is somethin new by notorious-ass Above the Law
In the motherfuckin place
The Illustrator KM.G
Yo 187, you gotta let em know what's

I really miss my dead friend
I really miss my dead friend
I really miss my dead friend
I really miss my dead friend
Singing em lyrics hit different

When everyone was listening, you could just blast them by yourself
And learn every fucking lyric to them
I loved it so much, it was like hysterics

disguise
And bitches get ten
Bullets to their midsection
Mr lethal injection in
A regal higher than church steeples
I swear to god count your lyrics in a jar

nicknaming 'em Hussein & Osama
That's a Saudi and an Afghan, new slang for the summer
That's the Audi and the Aston's new names for the summer
Cup in my

the strong don't cherish the weak
(gotta have heart)

Pull out the Aston Martin
If you talking too much pull out my coffin
Pull out another one for his brother

If I had a dollar for every time a female found me unattractive
well, they'd eventually find me attractive. You feel me
I'm intrigued by the way that

Woah, woah

We just hopped out a lil' Aston
Big bro off of that Roxi' (Ha)
Big-ass fuckin' bankroll inside of my pocket
(Ha) from a place you can't

by my granny, barely seen my pappy
Yeah, now I'm paid, I got bitches callin' me daddy
Yeah, and my main bitch got mood swings, I got lean habits

i like it
Talented i got lyrics on my brain so i rap coz i like it
Yeah call prince of the mic coz with lyrics im lit
Yeah rhyme on beats like

i like it
Talented i got lyrics on my brain so i rap coz i like it
Yeah call prince of the mic coz with lyrics im lit
Yeah rhyme on beats like

Oh me, oh me, oh my
When I let the lyrics fly and the sound going cry
Oh me, oh me, oh my
When the lyrics them fly and a soundboy die

My raps cut

They saw me working for my dreams I had to hustle
Tears down my eyes and sweat by the muscle
I wanna see my people eat I know the struggle
All

uh
Cuttin' up in an Aston
Bitches be dropping they top, uh
I'm a young stunner, nigga
You know they come by the flock