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livin' with me then I'd probably get a bigger house
And we standin' by the water, do we drip or drown?
Running 'round circles, bro, just let her walk
about the bees and the birds?
How bout you get served by waiters I've paid?
By the way that I paved?
By the way that I saved enough dough for three years
Hahaha
Hahaha
Seven
Seven
Seven
Seven
Seven
Yeah
Woah
Yaa
Woah
Her texts is gettin green
She gettin old
By baddies gettin old
My baddies
Gotta
never seen
And you walk up in the club, straight holding her hand, like you the man
But deep in your hear you know she's a fan
'Cause she's struck by
get up off your ass and climb on out
Your air brushed demo casket, QVC is keeping you
From gettin at the pussy, that ain't right, that ain't right,
wrote it myself by the way (amen)
Yo Young, Jeezy (amen)
Jizzle, Snowman (amen)
We gotta give the streets what they want man (amen)
Fuck the god damn
Let's get it
You like that don't you?
I wrote it myself by the way
And I don't mean to be selfish
But I picture myself gettin' paid
And you might
life in exchange for yours
Born hated as a thug
House full of babies cryin
From a lack of gettin love
Won't nobody tell me shit
Till I got
vigorous
Stroke that nigga like a zig zag rolled cigarette,
And I do it to get my dick wet
Brain grain rotten, I was a 12 year old gettin' raped by my
of protozoa tryin' to cross them seas
See high horse riders gettin' shot by the sheriff
'Cause nobody's safe for crimes
And even all you skirts need
a place by the lake
That you go when it's late
It was summer and the crowds were gone
And you sit all alone with
With your thoughts, gettin' stoned
lookin stupid broke startin
Feelin dumb, i'm young but i'm a grown man
Takin thangs into my own hands
I'm tryin to own here
But life a twist ya like
slide
I go dumb dumb dumb
Oh you know I do
If I don't love you know Im gonna try again
Word is it got nine lives Ima make it die again
Caught me cheating
Seen your bitch ass, what the fuck you doing?
I'm so tired, your dumb ass is looking stupid
I'm no bad man, I just don't like losing
I'm so sick
ho chattin' Stiff Chocolate with a book
To be fair, I don't feel Twitter
Gettin told I'm not a real spitter, by some broke-arse bill splitter
Blinded by the light acting flashy
Never put in that much
And your rap's a hazard
Dreams a journey but
Buddy you wanna make your rap a baggage
You had
to show me some ID
Before I know it
She was suckin' on my "D"
In prison, I can't get into a gang
So I'm gettin' gang raped by Mexicans
I fucked up my life
to show me some ID
Before I know it
She was suckin' on my "D"
In prison, I can't get into a gang
So I'm gettin' gang raped by Mexicans
I fucked up my life
Did roads done
That's how the checks came in
Many packs now
It's just a featherweight ting
Broski got to go in
She slyly text
She wants in
Not by
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
kill a nigga, bitch
.40 go dumb, I gave my lil' bro a drum, what else?
Nigga, you dumb, caught him, he ain't have his gun
I'm gettin' paper, ain't
gave you
Even Meek Mill's gettin' jerked by his record label
T.I. tryin' to become a comedian
Whoever told him he was funny was fuckin' misleadin' him
him)
You lookin' at small shit, take it and run with (Oh my god, let's go)
But I cannot even be mad you some dumb kids (Wah, yeah)
New burner leavin' him
the rough part to scratch in that middle patch of yo back
To the topic at hand
Jobs would recommend William Gates around my yard
A stoner loner boner in yo
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