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Loose Fingers

Give It Up - Don Toliver

Official Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oO59F1gpcFM

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Havoc (feat. slump6s)

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Lyrics:

Eliantte for my watch, had to Mason the Rollie
Catch that boy out with his friends, then we makin' him lonely
That's your ho, I took your bitch now we makin' a movie
This ho flew me to L.A. and he payin' for coochie
Brodie pull up where you stay and he sprayin' the Uzi
Fucked her, kicked her out the crib now she sayin' I'm ruthless
This ho tryna set me up, guess she thinkin' I'm stupid
These boys tryna ride our wave, yeah, we makin' a movement

He want smoke, then bitch, I'm ready, I just bought a presi 
That's your ho, then why she text me? 'Cause I got the fetti
We got sticks up in Chanelly, we tote automatics
Yeah, we send that boy to Heaven, yeah, we caught 'em lackin'
Watch me count my rackies up, I love to stack it up
Your lil' ho gon' tap me up, eat me like caviar
Smokin' strong, that Kelly, yeah, up in the telly, yeah
He ain't never run it up, that boy a failure
Said he tryna run up, I'ma let him
Who that boy? I'm feelin' paranoid, I ain't feelin' 'em
Big and bad, think he a scary boy, brodie killin' 'em
What's that on your wrist? Ain't real ice, it ain't chill enough

Eliantte for my watch, had to Mason the Rollie
Catch that boy out with his friends, then we makin' him lonely
That's your ho, I took your bitch now we makin' a movie
This ho flew me to L.A. and he payin' for coochie
Brodie pull up where you stay and he sprayin' the Uzi
Fucked her, kicked her out the crib now she sayin' I'm ruthless
This ho tryna set me up, guess she thinkin' I'm stupid
These boys tryna ride our wave, yeah, we makin' a movement

ruthless

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Monsters Inc.

Skrilla - Yeah Its Me

Huh, yeah, goin' crazy in this bitch
And they think that a young nigga slow
Pour up my pour and I roll up my dope
Hit up Fairfax finna catch a right ho
Puffin' on dro got a nigga eyes low
Can't put yo' ass on, you ain't one my bro
Can't put yo' ass on, you ain't one of my folks
And the hoes and the cars and the clothes and the Benz and Rolls ain't nothin' (Ain't nothin')
And the two-tone AP froze on the wrist with the rose ain't nothin' (Ain't nothin')
Instagram hoes ain't nothin' (Nope)
Instagram posts ain't nothin'
Thinking yo' bitch on lock, lil' boy, she fuckin'
Dirty lil' whore, she love it
Think you gon' do something 'bout that bitch, you buggin'
Nigga gon' whack yo' muffin, go ahead, call my bluff
Hundred racks in the zip, I'ma fuck around, put a bag on a bitch
Goin' fast in the whip, in the passenger, got a nat, give me lip
Smokin' gas out the zip and I'm pourin' the lemonade in the mix
Got the bae doin' tricks on my dick, it's a parade in my city (Go)
Hate but they broke, I don't get it, fuck her, she probably regret it
Jayden be off the beans, oh, Chase, he be off the Venom
Hundred racks sittin' in the Phantom, bag on my head like bandana
These niggas burnt like a candle, huh, ball like I'm Julius Randle
Don't you tell me what you seen or heard a nigga doin'
I got rich, I'm tryna put on my bruddas, I ain't there yet
Kate want me to die, hah, stupid bitch, I ain't dead yet
I get them bricks from Fedex and I bag 'em up and sell 'em
And I can't even lie and say that I never needed you
When I was down I needed you, honestly, I was feelin' you
Now they come back, want some shit, Niggas so flaw, cut 'em off quick
I done went up, I'm proud of my wrist
I'm proud of my hoes, I'm proud of my bitches
Huh, yeah, goin' crazy in this bitch
And they think that a young nigga slow
Pour up my pour and I roll up my dope
Hit up Fairfax finna catch a right ho
Puffin' on dro got a nigga eyes low
Can't put yo' ass on, you ain't one my bro
Can't put yo' ass on, you ain't one of my folks
And the hoes and the cars
And the clothes and the Benz and Rolls ain't nothin' (Ain't nothin')
And the two-tone AP froze on the wrist
With the rose ain't nothin' (Ain't nothin')
Instagram hoes ain't nothin' (Nope)
Instagram posts ain't nothin'
Thinking yo' bitch on lock, lil' boy, she fuckin'
Dirty lil' whore, she love it
Think you gon' do something 'bout that bitch, you buggin'
Nigga gon' whack yo' muffin, go ahead, call my bluff

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