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to kilo, ain't ordinary (woo) Oh yeah We just upped the score today Yeah we just dropped two more today We do this like its ordinary I swear I can't
caught a murder case Runnin' with the robbers, man I know we upped the murder rates I was sittin' in jail when Lil' Man got shot in his face Damn that
She'll come home and lo, He'll have upped and run away, With a social-climbing heiress from New York. Poor Eliza. How simply frightful! How
seeking out more destruction I'm a pro at self-doubt, but I doubt I'll ever know That these bitches want me to fly 'em out Just because I upped the glow
many lonely days, Ever since you upped and went away. I can't help but wonder where you're at, Hoping one day you'll be back baby. No matter what
had a deal Jump out all black, then upped That cutter on the backstreet Niggas dyin' for real I got your back, you got my Back, protect the brand, yeah
I'll tell you a story About a girl who came my way We upped and married Three kids, a dog in Sante Fe Now she's gone I'm by myself I'm
him be Then he upped and murdered three It made no difference where he stood He left a footprint red with blood He murdered three and wanted more He
with you niggas You know not to play with me, nigga You know I been waitin' on niggas You know where I'm takin' it, nigga You upped a hoe on the gram
Flexin' for the 'Gram like Mike, mhm I just upped my price, uh Pussy wet like ice, woah, pussy wet like ice Back it up, baby, that's all I know (yeah) ,
killing shit on site Plug tried to tax me, so I went on strike Like a vergin pussy, boy my gang tight Re-upped, and sold the same night Nuts to the floor, I
we upped off the hip? And y'all was the niggas that was doin' them flips Shot him in his neck, bullet came out his lips For all of the opps, this
hot shit, it's gon' go right through you, case closed, it's a homi' I spent twelve-fifty on some Louis shoes, bitch, I upped my fashion I act
Sun has finally upped and gone Being bored of everyone. I slip of my shirt and shoes. Time to hate myself again My small voice and freckled skin
turned to chalk, She'll come home and lo, He'll have upped and run away, With a social-climbing heiress from New York. Poor Eliza. How simply
Sun has finally upped and gone Being bored of everyone. I slip of my shirt and shoes. Time to hate myself again My small voice and freckled skin
my dreams had seemed to vanish Now my nightmares have upped and gone I'm not scared of farewells, nothing's the same twice I stride through the day
about our fat friend With the golden ears Upped and left Turned down your best shot Now you're in arrears
test me Cause I'm a big old shorty When I upped her thing It weren't no game Playing wid this shit's got me horny When I was just a little boy Played wid
Reload, J-Bo, and Door Hinges took the plug down for a lick (ok) They kicked the door and upped the pints, the pounds and codeine yeah they grabbed it But
to find shit What your mom say? "Take the garbage out, fuck" (Yeah) Yeah, don't lose the beat motherfucker Take the garbage out Yeah yeah, I just upped
things wouldn’t always be good It was true love There was a few times that she cheated There was even some times when they split But she upped
trying to feed my soul I done paddled the wind and upped the Atlantic coast Pirates sailing the roadway drunk from my last toast My lady tucked me
she know we pimpin' and never slippin' I pimp hoes on the side, side Side, ride, slide provide applied Upped the supplied supply Swats, I gave it my
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