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got some lent

Lil shirt big pants, shawty let me watch you dance
I can tell by your stance you gone give me a chance
Caught you at first glance, now we

F-U

Yo Gotti

I Am

2013

10 watches on my jewels
Little watch with the chips, don't let 'em fool
Nigga I can school you on how to look like money
Hustla of the year, can

Middle of the Night

Eightball & MJG

Tha Remix Album

2005

Gotta figure out a way to get my temperature down
Hit the town, ran a red to the hip without a flip
Without all these windows is around
Let's me

thought I would drop this on the low
To show 'em I still got flow
Cause they doubt I can beat 'em
Me a grammatical cannibal
Animal, who eats MCs like

Lord, just hear him
Get a good load of him. Hits is hittin like hitlaw done did 'em"
The next villian, tap the nigga next to you
Tell him, "I don't like

butt

Get lit wit me hey
Get lit wit me whoa
Get lit wit me hey
Get lit get lit get lit get lit
Repeat

Flex on em flex on em
Flex on em flex on em
Flex

I got my mind made up, come on get in
Get into it
Let it ride, tonight's the night, yeah
I got my mind made up, come on get in
Get into it
Let it

Make U Mine

Fabolous

More Street Dreams, Pt. 2: The Mixtape

2003

I'm the fella that keep em yellin, and its nuttin' to get em
I don't sweat em', its what I tell em'
And they quickly forget em'
And I bet em' I get

to defeat
Fake niggas all in my ear
They tell me: it's clear, Vyekon you sound immature
I watch em grin while the Jailer grab hold of em chains
And whipped

magic
These niggas bitches
Jumped at em he started twitching
Follow me and go missing
Tryna get to that bag
My niggas giving toe tags
We drip em out like

warn us
Man this shit happen too often
Losing the family shit be annoying
My niggas ain't for the toying
Pull up on em and we scoring like Jordan
Tell

overlooking from thy towers
Tell me what to do so I can rid you out my universe
It all is within you, truth is most go to the moon to search

Call em Freddy

ya money duffle bag boy
So gon and get ya money duffle bag boy
I was always just selling ounces and selling p’s
And then they tried to move me off

don't know how to act
(They putting them boys on merch)
Suit'em Up x 3 (BcNG)
Suit'em Up x 3 (the opps)
Suit'em Up x 3 (BcNG)
Suit'em Up x 3
(Verse 1)
Pay

Negativity don’t come
Close like two curtains (Damn)
I don’t why loud people make me nervous
Who the hell choose to
Tell they business on purpose
See so many

stay winning boy you're just a loser, hah! I got people riding my wave (ok let's go)
I get that guala yeah I get that cake, I'mma pull in a spaceship

rings
I'm tryna let you know babe
I can do bad all by myself
No I don't need your help
(Boy if I wanna know that i'm gonna)
Get it by myself
(Don't worry

own purogative Bobby
Sound like Chris, nigga look at me now
Remember times where I couldn't say "Yo"
Excuse me miss,
Let me take you down
French bitch

Come wit a boss
Cuz we showin off
Betta count ya loss
Imma go and imma go and imma get it dawg
Hold up wait a minute tell me who the best
Put em

amateurs, any whom
(Run through that motherfuckin' shit on the daily)
Look at me, drippy, he fresh off the boat
(Boy, where you goin', where you been,

me, strapped wit a pole
And for dem prezzys nigga, I let em go
Touching down, a nigga back in da zone
Throw up some bows for the low, get em gone
Try me

on esir boy I got esir boy now tell me who got some
Somebody you tuned into nigga just got off on
If you don't know than o sone cause this is
The sum up

world, now there's always time, to getch'a
I guess by now you get the picture of what I'm tryin' to say
I'm ballin' outta control

Niggaz trippin' off me

at
Loving you's a crime, well baby tell me where the fines at
You know
That I'll never let it go
No I'll never let it go, even if this shit get old
No I'll