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-ck if it's your record And you my brother my nigga look I gotta rhyme fresh See the way I coming, how I do the game, church Ask somebody, you gotta know you
are you doing, you're ruining my rep" She said, "You're only sixteen, you don't have a rep yet" I said, "Mom, let's put these clothes back, please"
, na Now I'mma give it to you, baby, just the way you like it, aye And I can tell by the way you holdin' on the bed that you like it And you tryin' hard
Plus you ganked a suitcase Full of black tar H Baby boy, twenty keys Dead Colombian Gs One slip you bleed Now you're ballin full speed You had
the move You're family's crying, now, you on the news They can't find you and now they miss you Must I remind you I'm only here to twist you Pistol whip you, dip you
you were here, Leo Just like Cain and Abel, you pulled a sneak attack I thought that we were brothers Then you stabbed me in the back" Betrayed! Oh boy
around, got gifts for each and all of y'all Take it home and let it bubble, that's the double up If you get in trouble that just mean you fucking up
's a gamble motherfucker tough luck And we going to fuck the world 'til that bitch bust nuts I can't tell you what's good but I can tell you what's what
, oh And it don't quit, oh And I miss you, oh I just miss you, oh I just miss you, oh Homie, I'll never forget you, no For you, I wanna write the sickest
Wait a minute You got to rock with the phunk, if you wanna have a good time You got to rock with the phunk, if you wanna have a good time You got to
what are you doing, you're ruining my rep" She said, "You're only sixteen, you don't have a rep yet" I said, "Mom, let's put these clothes back, please
you gonna learn sucker, you just can't fuck with Twisted Br-Br-Brown Brown, Trucker I'm an, American Bad Ass, watch me kick You can roll with rock or you
that murk that 'Til you gotta hurt back Can't spit it out, boo you gotta slurp that Can't cuddle after we done, it wasn't worth that Joey I'm responsible for bringin' Jerse back
And got it going on, Bob and Ted's rated number one so flow on And if you're in the house, pump your fist And say, oh, come on, say oh, oh, Ted bring me on back Bring me on back
slugs on you fools Rollin' wid me Trues, drinkin' brews Don't start no shit, we come equipped, so niggas stay cool One eighty seven, you think that you going
it's an everyday thang It's an everyday thang when you let your nuts hang [Buckin' them bodies with shots] It's an everyday thang when you let
