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teen spirit
Lit like bic of clean spirits
Ciroc and the Hennessy
She know that's the recipe
For disaster but she live by that
I'ma bag that, no Iraq

And I ain't leavin' the house
Without that in my hand
And it ain't only the cops
It's niggas on your block
That talk like a lil' bitch and
Act like they

to catch em all, I ain't trying cuff
Every girl in the world I can't get enough
Niggas playing games I spy diamonds in the rough
Shawty just a lil thick,

a flight
I'm way in the tropics
World by me so how can I copy
Got tough love all in my body
Uh
Niggas just fighting they karma
Not hearing shit I ain't here

shot, but spit that fire at her"
I see Pimp Ant, tryna shoot his lil piece of game
Big Chiefa holding down the whole city mane
Mr. Maintain said, "fuck it

'm bussin'
I remember I was clutching I was so eager to up it
Give a fuck if I'm in public Mr. Pop up at yo function
Yeah I remember playin' sports Practice

Go to Church

Ice Cube

Laugh Now, Cry Later

2006

See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler 
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's fuck ya 

[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)] 
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend

fuck you up
Had to disappear for a while shit got a lil' hot
Guess who's back on the block
Mr. Big Stuff laid back in the cut
One hand on the burner

Carribean trips until I stop selling the dope
My karma exists even as this
It came back even as this
Always know that that karma exists

Lil B so before you

(INTRO )
WHAT WHAT ...
MUMBLING ....WHAT 
I CAN TELL IF SHE SLIME BY THE VENOM.. .MUMBLING , WHAT
KARMA OVER MONEY BITCH 
WHAT WHAT ...

(HOOK:

ugh

Over

Over

Over

OVER

Every good lie has a lil truth in it
Like every bad bitch got a lil youth in em
I get established i could get a few million

to kick it all the time with me
She steady rolling on this ride with me
Hey

Say she wanna ride with me
I tell lil mama she can slide with me(Slide with me)

CD
Let’s run it
Hoodie smell like weed that's high fashion
Drifting through the woods
Karma comes & goes
I don’t fill my nose no no
She be coming

"Mr. Bramlett," they greet me
I want the women to love me, I want someone to need me
I feel like Ocho Jay, trying to put things in shape
Manifesting,

for the last generations

Mr Brown - that's what i'm known around
I try so hard to keep them proud
Stand the heat like a dead farm hay
Yet smile - every

lil shawty, you dead like a vegetable
I go undetectable, they say I need
This bitch look at me
And said I'm unforgettable
This shit ain't preventable

Yeah
Damn
Yeah
Mr take your bitch
But I don't even want her
Yeah, uh
Yeah, Mr take your bitch but really I Don't even want her
I be sipping on that

really flow it yes I really know it Its tha nigga Quelly Quel yes I got to go in
Every time I pick up on the flow lil nigga ya I know Quelly Quel that Im

Could of folded but instead I took a chance on it
Put myself on when I was on I put my mans on it
When I was all by myself laying in the darkness
Voices

It's another one of those mornings
When I feel like I’ve been hit by a lorry
Morning coffee tastes like shit
I can't believe I used salt to sweeten

what she need she wanna be Mrs. Wright
All them plays I done made
Boy I should've been in Vype
It don't take much to bag her I catch her she giggle
Come

(TJ produced it)
Ooh-whoa, oh-oh, oh
I used to call you my lil' bro, you went and broke the code
Oh, yeah
Uh (Key Gang got the keys jumpin')

do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)

Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)

good
And everybody mad when I pass by
But I really wish a mother fucker would
Say hello to my lil friend
Now say goodbye to your girlfriend
I'm that bad