mastered the Art, who's the next on my chart to mark You know I swim wit the shark, why y'all niggas wanna start Big gram and knee low, stay on the
scratch my nuts, how the fuck is that wrong For so glowin', afro pickin' S-curl hatin', Jamaican rum sippin' Kid I'll burp on your girl butt cheeks The honey had my
the king!) (2x) [Da Knowledge1]R59 Ya'll niggaz is real cocky on the street Til I drop you on ya knees Knock you on ya feet, I'm like Rocky on the reach
Enemies I be bucking quick My moms know who I am because she know who she was fucking with On my skull the 666, no tricks When I catch fits, my mom picks
a chandelier Enemies I be bucking quick My moms know who I am because she know who she was fucking with On my skull the 666, no tricks When I catch fits, my
I'm well-connected Get your body dropped off Any town I please Let the trap snap on the rat You'll die eating cheese Get on your knees Pray for Harry-
Boy Mail on Sunday the album comin' soon It's the movement, shorty I see you I'm a give u this cake... E'rr day Hey... my team on the scene full of green
nine-inch diggidy diggidy dickie all up in you But you know-you know I do it right my name aint Sydnie Get on your hands and knees and let me stab yo
Swizz Beatz] My blood pressure's buildin' [4x] It's Cassidy trick It's Cassidy bitch It's Cassidy clique It's Cassidy beeyatch! [Verse 1 - Cassidy] Ayo
ashamed of yourself, Get on ya knees and squeeze that thing on yourself! I split domes if a youngin' get grown, I grip crome, keep the piece on the hipbone
[Slug] Hence forth, step within my psychoanalysis callouses upon my mind make me strain for my lines out I ripped it, squeeeeezed the brain: it made some
s brain dead And walk around talkin' to they selves like Rain Man My game plan is thick Your dames on my dick All my girlfriends got name tags that all
Clue] Yeah, Caller number two You on the line [Verse 2: Queen Pen] I got some raps for the streets My niggas pack the heats My soldiers on the corner
:] Yeah, I smoked a lil bit back when I was jobless Popped in a listerine strip and passed the swab test Pitiful, hypocritical, some say Strip club on Saturday night, Church on
beggin' on your knees (x2) (Verse 1) I pray to the lord tell him to forgive me for my sins Not a ticket to heaven just for my own born kids I'm addicted
crazy!) My girl Chanel should sell shit 'for Chanel kicks hell Split turn down 50 mill' - on my Chappelle, shit! (Chapelle, shit!) Get your ice wet! - Lay down that slight bet Word my
my nuts, how the fuck is that rude For so glowin, afro pickin S-curl hatin, Jamaican rum sippin [Method Man] Kid I'll burp on your girl buttcheeks [LL] Cuz honey had my
me up with some more of that flavor [LL] Ayo Bimmy, it's a rock the, ayo Bimmy, it's, ayo Bimmy, it's a rock the Ayo Bimmy, ayo Bimmy, ayo Bimmy, it'