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that gets her in the mood yeah yeah yeah yeah
Twenty bucks they had a treat
Twenty bucks they straight gave
And after all its not okay nah nah
Its not

the hit her with it, you know what
I'ma go on
I'ma go on to the next, yeah
Bet, I made it matter, yeah My pocket's getting fatter, yeah, ay
Walkin' straight

BLOCKS ON A TRACK


SMALL CARAVAN, PUT THE SACKS IN THE BACK

RANDY MOSS, I JUST RUN THROUGH THE PACK

YOU AINT BLAZING NIGGA, CAUSE YOU STRAIGHT WACK

I'm ridin' straight to Bako
And I got that 45 up on me and I tote the Draco
When I'm sippin' on the Faygo
Yeah, this shit gon' get me faded
And I pulled

Women and homies, shining like a straight mack
Audemars and all that
Got it for the low like a rollback
Take her from the club to the hotel pad
Fucked her

I need
A million dollars like yesterday
I need
Two more glasses of that cabernet
I need
Three days to get my mind straight
Nothing lasts forever baby

that potion
Yeah yeah
Straight from the IE
I'm smoking that dope shit
No shit
You know where I be
I'm up in the sky
Floating

Moving up fasho
Grinding

think they big dawg i sent his ass straight to the pound
Boy yo ass a corn you a peon you is not allowed
Destined for success & i can smell it like

And when I leave, I'm coming back for cousin
I can't forget that teacher said I would be nothing
Straight from the gutter, I can't wait to press a button

Peter Pan, god damn
Ok, told the lil' bitch do her homework
Matter of fact, like lil' Reese, do your research

Hit the bitch straight from the back, make

Yeah, know we focused, get straight to it, that's just how I do it
Got it in and got the move and we was moving through
If it's up then I get

on that dank the paper had some syrup on it
Niggas wasn't thinking straight I swear that I was swerving on it
Had to hit a different space these days I'm

bitch ain't a prop
Fuck em I'm shooting straight to the top
My heart made of chrome I can't love on a thot
That young nigga play put the bitch in the box

She fuck with big straight ripped jeans
I hope she won't forget me
Girl of my dreams, yes you are, girl of my dreams
What you mean, brand new

Remember them nights, nigga
Remember them nights, nigga

Remember them nights, nigga, when them niggas pull up on the block and we got to straight shootin

I can't think straight.
I can't walk straight.
Or run from these lovely tracks of trouble.

Is there nothing better than this bit of
wasted time I

So I put in "drive"
Run every light
Straight through the night
(Baby wait up)
You've got me feeling a high
I've never felt in my whole life
(Baby wait

never gonna be one
You took my hand and looked both ways
Straight into the fire now we’re never gonna be the same
Never gonna be the same

I just wanna

ain't tryna talk, you wastin' all my time
We ain't gon' get it straight, we runnin' out of time
I keep it G, yeah, I'm only on my grind
Only Money On My

this the motto
Pulling up to flex with my girl
She straight from Cabo
1942 yeah we pouring from the bottle
Her hips thicc I hit the lotto
Cash money
Owe

I'm doing drugs you say you hate
I been up for three days straight
Doing shows and having sex with women who dont feel the same
If i took you

trench baby
Straight from the trenches
That's my lil trench baby
Me and her no different
That's my lil trench baby
Whatever I tell her to do she listen

cool, let's go
I'll sing it loud in case you don't already know
Said it's too much on my mind, I can't think straight
Girl you a vibe, I'ma take you

one grows
Been begging this world for an answer
But no one knows
How deep does the dead wood go
Straight down to the bone marrow
I cut deep til