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Joy

Missy Elliott

The Cookbook

2005

When I come out get your release dates moved

This year y'all gon' all lose sleep
I break 'em off somethin, break 'em off somethin
This year y'all

Mr. Pretender

KB

Weight & Glory

2012

believe you had me living in your fantasy
Mr. Pretender

I was tryin to satisfy ya, deify ya
You do what you think is right you be the God you bow to
I

head if
He got a bulletproof vest
I can't lose sleep 'bout no bitch, nah
I can't stress
I put Bottega Veneta, yeah, on her dress

Drive-by, we ain't let

talkin bout the man Jah Lil, the one extasy, and the man grandmaster D
im talkin bout Whodini, and also the force MD, you treated a brother real cool
back

the pussy panhandler
I fuck her good, I put her to sleep
I Mr. Sandman her
Mm, dark side her, my nuts make me walk wider
I pull up in the soft top,

I ain't trippin', nigga, you know that's for sure
Couple hitters with me, you know they on go
Nigga, we bout to fuck your hoe
Why you talkin' bout

niggas, that's why I ain't deed (That's why I ain't, oh)
My family gotta get a lil' richer, that's why I ain't sleep (That's why I ain't sleep, oh)
You

me
Everyday gotta keep pushin, gotta keep grindin. Yeah, I gotta eat
In the streets, I still got it cheap
Your favorite trapper lookin up to me
Your

Nobody

Black Thought

Laila’s Wisdom

2017

enough would ever say racism ended
I get winded by the weight of it all
'Cause everybody talkin' shit but don't know nothin' at all

Yeah, I thought I

for
Is your car in your name?
Can I come to your place?
Or is it where your girl stay?
Ain't with them games
I'm off that lil boy shit,
I'm off

50 for a verse I tell you it might
Hurt if a nigga on my turf
Talkin records gettin murked
And I swear im in the charger
Fuck that we in the Lam
Crazy

I don't relax, I never sleep, I'm always on the music, gettin' surprised
I'm in my bag now, now the bitches on me mad cause I get high
But they say

nothing like dutch...

Im hoodlum not brainy bunch...

Big Balls no Brian Brain...

Shot u in tha neck while i brunch...

Quit talkin bout yall da goat...

You Know What We Bout

Master P

Made Mann

1999

can't tell y'all nothin I gotta show y'all
Real in this, I'm as real as it gets I told y'all
Yo I sleep through the rain, sleep through the pain
Would

never had a problem getting trim, lil' mama
Your pussy ain't worth per diem
Heavyweight and I ain't gotta stay in no gym
Line 'em up and knock 'em down

mr. child owners honored to have a rappers smile
Yiffey yup know a bitch that'll stick a nigga up
I don't fuck with her seen ya'll in the club huggin

call me Lil' Bray, Mr , take your pack
Niggas quick on their feet, cause they really run track
If I see me out, then I'm doublin' back
You gotta be two

so what?
I'm like, bitch, kick rocks, go and hit the hoe bus
Kick rocks in the scat, yeah, we doin' donuts
We gon' wipe your nose, you can see it on my

Stay Strapped

Young Jeezy

Mixtape Maniac

2005

on deck, stay ready for beef
Lil' nigga scared shitless, he can't even sleep (ha-ha)
And you already know what them K's will do
I'll have them pussy nigga

Surf Swag

Lil Wayne

No Ceilings

2010

nigga, you can ask the nurse
And if you throw it in a bag, I bet I'll snatch her purse
Okay, I spazz, I curse
You last, I'm first
I'm on your ass like

Lil' Biddy out here spillin' sauce
$300' for a bape shirt just to wear it once

The last nigga tried to troll, I just put him in a blunt
I'm talkin' like

Change

Jeremih

Change

to call me Lil' Rock
Skinny big head nigga with a rock
And I ain't talkin' 'bout the hard
Even though my fam used to keep the grams in the socks, damn

right to be a lil' pissed off
He picked you up, y'all got in argument, he got his shit off
My energy like, "Get lost," your energy just want peace
I

life by the book 
They try but aint like I could
Birds eye view high take a look

They sleep on me now like a California king
Married to the game but i