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Nobody was ridin' for me, yeah, just like horseback ridin' in Ziky or Elliot
I ain't a cowboy, it can go down, boy, just like Young Jock
No, I ain't

Speedom (WWC2)

Eminem

Special Effects [Deluxe Version]

2015

hands to move in the crowd of 'em
If I ain't makin' sense
Then you better sample the amp of it like the bass
It ain't ever been a gift for me to heat

You can try to stop me i will end ya
Shit my killer instincts like cinder
Im a bad boy you better make it
Make it out fifty
Chopper city by position i

now I got a Richard Mille (yeah)

Glock on me concealed 
Let a nigga play then it get revealed, uh
I'm runnin' up them M's, run through a check like

that Richard Mille
Finna reach one mill
I been solving problems
Had to dub all them bitches they’re karmas
Gotta keep me a gun
You can tell em to test if

Hot [Remix]

Young Thug

Hot

'cause her pussy pop
I run it like Nike, we got it on lock

Cash, money, checks, cash
Addy, Birkin, brand new extendos
I just wanna fuck the bitch by

smokin gas by the boatload
I fuck her, she hittin da vocals
She talk on my name for the promo
You watchin my face like a homo
I think I'm the shit just

won't you go and kill yourself and just do God a favor

Feelin' like I'm Richard Porter, I'm really ballin'
Bad bitches got 'em calling, they really

chastity
I fucked this bitch so hard and fucking rapidly
Couldn't pull me down even if you gravity
Call me mister I don't really give a
Call me Richard I

I just had a talk with myself
She say I'm really it
Money in my pocket
Feel like Elliot
I'm super Rich

Hustling ain't a thang
You know I still got

Thought you were smugglin' moon rocks
A man named Bundy got fuel in his socks

Your brain hurts in a post-Klatuu earth
I say take me to your reefer
Then

Lots of people sleeping on me, blocking the road
Judging by your snore PP you look awfully broke
My boy would kick your ass but he's just gone for

gone take yo spot cuz it's cut throat
Used to not want nun but the blunt smoke
If you jealous of me you don't come close
I be killing these beats by

sinking
And this 'dro guaranteed to
Leave you thinking
No warranty, just disorderly conduct
For an Erick Arc Elliot-presented product
All the stars is lined

the fake shit, i hate it (Oh, oh, oh)
How you wife that ho? She so basic
She brain me (Oh, oh, oh, she did)
No, I can't trust a soul, they just say shit
I

I could make you a run a mile 
Nigga don't tell me no 
That's a case just hand me the file 
Building Blocks (Uh) 
Aimin' for the top (Uh) 
Don't need

Did the dash on my ass like Richard Petty
[01:17:00] I just know that you'll never forget me
[01:19:00] I guess people just here for the lesson

fucked me so good I flew her to Memphis
I told you I'm sorry, bae, I was just tripping
I know I was outta place, I was just slipping
Like a wet floor, I

my soda (soda)
Louis V Virgil laces look like Wockhardt (yeah)
They told me I wasn't gon' make it if you ain't grind hard (hard)

Look at how far

shooting clips
Tell me I don’t got hits, say that when you see my fists
They said I’m a dick, I’m no Richard got a Nixon on my wrist
Mmm yeah this my year,

I’m sick of FaceTime it’s kinda basic
Half the time you only call me when you’re wasted
When we link just let me hold you where your waist is
Book

Why

Da Band

Bad Boys II

2003

Conan
Money bulgin' out my pockets, I peel with both hands
Inter-national dopeman, known as a D-Boy
If ya need me nigga, know you can call on the decoy

the scripture
So why can't you give me what I asked and please don't kill her?
My heart has been impaled, you just saw it as a splinter
Evidence, my parents got

niggas cannot find me now
Chop make him woah like tik tok he's a dancer now
You not my dog you just goofy from Mickey Mouse
We knock him off like soprano's