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one twenty y was d big ride
But we still use to flash we bus pass with pride
Doh hide everybody use to bathe outside
Skin clean like as ah whistle with

Pedal down the highway, wave as they pass by
On the other side, listen to the engine of a
Twenty one Honda Ridgeline, muffler missing
Monster drink

You been gettin high
We been gettin higher
I hate it when Im drivin and I drop my fuckin lighter
Yung js back mixed the lyrics with some fire
Hunter

me
Twenty eight zips gone in five Mississippi
I got it to give it
So if you want it
Come and get me
I be bopping like a muufuka
Throwed like a frisbee

making tunes
Sitting on my notes writing
Blessings just for you
Playing Dark Souls with Skep
Or getting stressed out by the news
Some find my lyrics funny

on these niggas like punching bags made by Everlast
They wanna fuck with me
I know you can't fight back
Why you ain't beefing with the boul who shot ya mans

leaving (Fucked)
I knew this would happen that's why I don't trust any bitch that I'm feeling
Sweeping
I'll have 20 hoes by the evening (Ha ha)
Hate it

hate
No Timberlake
But it was
Too late to 'pologize
I'm honest, shit
Wish I had the knowledge
As a kid
Niggas laughed at me
Called my lyrics garbage
I

Grande and a Honda
All I
My presence's a present
I wrote the lyrics and beats
I own a higher percentage now
Got my mind on my money
I'm tryna bless 'em

Paparazzi had to move out to Dubai
I forgot like all of my Lyrics because
I was smoking on some bomb-ass weed that got me too high
Put your hands where my

Music and Lyrics by Jason Stolper		*535 A
Written and composed on 2/20/19		You Don’t Know Me

Verse#1:	There I sit
		In the dark
		You’re here, but

Real Queens 
By: Luvinnia Flowers

This is for re re real queens only
I only fuck wit real queens I dont fuck wit bitches


itspunkinbitch

Let's get

Twenty-one years of age
Wise as a sage—emptied of rage
With the stage presence of a veteran
Entering the arena 
My demeanor clean up confusion
You

lyrics when I preach this
I'm the illest, youngest but the oldest in the 20s
30 motherfuckers on the trenches, they my bitches
I'm the real coldest,

Climate monster
Music & lyrics by Andrina Bollinger

(Man to neighbour):
“Have you heard about this monster
Living in a cave far, far away?
That no

on me
This ain't 2-0 track 5 but I got them racks on me

Get a check and run it up
Just like I'm Usain
She must be at the top of her class
The way she

straight outta compton
I'm nervously waiting for aliens to march on
This planet, with their big green hard ons
Tryna fuck us all with their 20ft johnsons

was the style
We not gone slow it down
Yeah This is no limit
We Got beats by the pound
Clever better sentence
Lyrics relentless timeless endless
No

I had to come back faster than a heart attack on acid tabs
Running 20 laps around a track
I gotta go back to what I've already done mastered
And what

pieces,
Adhesive, put it together (Yeah)
Lyrics that leave competitors
Exiting on a stretcher
A thief with evil intentions
Incentive to raise the standards

Drugs and Rock'N'Roll
I don’t play all those games it’s time to go
Playing ball for 20 years bruh I should've blew up big time
Still signed a fucking deal

touch this
MC Hammer
Strike one, strike two
Hey batter batter
Home-run
That’s a Grand Slammer
Knock it out the park like the MLB
My Lyrics Bangin
Like

figures by the end of the year well probably seven
My pockets already are heavy I'm not even stressing
Paint pictures of the future act em out in

inside of me
Showing a new little flow oh shit time to go
Staying up till 4am writing lyrics down
Dedication to this shit never gonna quit
Never gave