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  • #13
    Pussy make me hard, pussy niggas make me nauseous
    I been on my feet since the day I started walking
    Bitch I think Im MC Hammer put the nail in the coffin

    this song is dope , i dont get wtf is wrong with tez and it aint on inahbii

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    • #14
      Originally posted by Pux View Post
      [WAYNE]
      Im so fucking awesome
      My marbles, I lost them
      Im taking everything, eveything but precaution
      Yo bitches wanna call us and text us like Austin
      Pussy make me hard, pussy niggas make me nauseous
      I been on my feet since the day I started walking
      Bitch I think Im MC Hammer put the nail in the coffin
      Sell coke in tha drought, sell pussy at a auction
      Bullets got a nigga runnin fast enough to race horses
      Round here, you sniff these lines you dont cross em
      Kill ya ass and leave you behind like a orphan
      I swear it happens all the time, very often
      Still getting baseball money, Barry Larkin
      Round here we play for keeps yeah we eatin but we starvin
      I get me a lil money, try to spread it like margarine
      Im flyer than a motherfucka all my flights charter
      Green kush, red flag, black car, white lawyer, IM GOOD

      [MEEK MILL]
      I say I go into my beast mode, rapper niggas I eat those
      I tell a bitch take a deep breath then bend em knee like a free throw
      I don�t want me no good girl cause I fell in love with these freak hoes
      In my bedroom, I might make a movie and start me with that Lee Rose
      I ball hard like D-Rose, my stash on closet
      Racks all in my pockets, these racks all on deposits
      I got racks all on my conscience, money all on my mind
      I got shooters on my team, they got bodies on they night
      Look at that bad bitch right there, see that body on that dime
      I ain�t swimmin in no ho, you know I�m probably on that right
      All these niggas hatin on me, but I ain�t on that type
      Cause I be in that back nigga and I ain�t talkin bout spine
      Im talking 62 red, they say a nigga too fat
      You a rat, ya homie singing I should do a duet
      Shawty told me she love my swag, I make that pussy too wet
      You niggas spending my hoes and Im like where they do that
      Go


      [WAYNE]
      I dont have a conscious
      All my friends are monsters
      They visit me so constant
      And talk to me about nonsense
      Like stabbin you and then watching you fight for your life like you boxin
      Bitch deuce deuce
      I smoke that OG Killer Bobby Johnson
      I'll ollie over that bitch head
      Its Hollygrove till Im fucking dead
      I did a bid for that toast
      So fuck with me I treat you like butter bread
      But I still go hard with no regard
      Earth ain't shit, bitch go to Mars
      Leave a nigga dead in the gudda
      It just be him a bloody ass bowling ball
      Im fresh as hand sanitizers
      Dont hate the game just analyze it
      2 Xanax Im fantazising
      About fat bitches, panny sizes
      Take a bullet to the chest, be a man about it
      Stop acting like a lil bitch nigga
      Most of yall niggas is bitch niggas
      I got a tiger in tha basement, Big Tigger
      My hair longer, my dick bigger
      My hair longer, my dick bigger
      My hair longer, my dick bigger
      My money longer, my weed stronger
      I feed hunger, I no longer
      Get my weed from Fee
      I pull that freedom of my waist
      Now watch me let freedom ring
      DING!

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      • #15
        Dope lyrics dope song

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        • #16
          Dope, Meek going ham.

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          • #17
            "I got a tiger in tha basement, Big Tigger"

            Holy shit cause Big Tigger used to host Rap City in his basement... that shit was dope and flew over my head at first.

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            • #18
              Originally posted by Pux View Post
              [WAYNE]
              Im so fucking awesome
              My marbles, I lost them
              Im taking everything, eveything but precaution
              Yo bitches wanna call us and text us like Austin
              Pussy make me hard, pussy niggas make me nauseous
              I been on my feet since the day I started walking
              Bitch I think Im MC Hammer put the nail in the coffin
              Sell coke in tha drought, sell pussy at a auction
              Bullets got a nigga runnin fast enough to race horses
              Round here, you sniff these lines you dont cross em
              Kill ya ass and leave you behind like a orphan
              I swear it happens all the time, very often
              Still getting baseball money, Barry Larkin
              Round here we play for keeps yeah we eatin but we starvin
              I get me a lil money, try to spread it like margarine
              Im flyer than a motherfucka all my flights charter
              Green kush, red flag, black car, white lawyer, IM GOOD

              [MEEK MILL]
              I say I go into my beast mode, rapper niggas I eat those
              I tell a bitch take a deep breath then bend em knee like a free throw
              I don�t want me no good girl cause I fell in love with these freak hoes
              In my bedroom, I might make a movie and start me with that Lee Rose
              I ball hard like D-Rose, my stash on closet
              Racks all in my pockets, these racks all on deposits
              I got racks all on my conscience, money all on my mind
              I got shooters on my team, they got bodies on they night
              Look at that bad bitch right there, see that body on that dime
              I ain�t swimmin in no ho, you know I�m probably on that right
              All these niggas hatin on me, but I ain�t on that type
              Cause I be in that back nigga and I ain�t talkin bout spine
              Im talking 62 red, they say a nigga too fat
              You a rat, ya homie singing I should do a duet
              Shawty told me she love my swag, I make that pussy too wet
              You niggas spending my hoes and Im like where they do that
              Go


              [WAYNE]
              I dont have a conscious
              All my friends are monsters
              They visit me so constant
              And talk to me about nonsense
              Like stabbin you and then watching you fight for your life like you boxin
              Bitch deuce deuce
              I smoke that OG Killer Bobby Johnson
              I'll ollie over that bitch head
              Its Hollygrove till Im fucking dead
              I did a bid for that toast
              So fuck with me I treat you like butter bread
              But I still go hard with no regard
              Earth aint shit, bitch go to Mars
              Leave a nigga dead in the gudda
              It just be him a bloody ass bowling ball
              Im fresh as hand sanitizers
              Dont hate the game just analyze it
              2 Xanax Im fantasizing
              About fat bitches, panty sizes
              Take a bullet to the chest, be a man about it
              Stop acting like a lil bitch nigga
              Most of yall niggas is bitch niggas
              I got a tiger in tha basement, Big Tigger
              My hair longer, my dick bigger
              My hair longer, my dick bigger
              My hair longer, my dick bigger
              My money longer, my weed stronger
              I feed hunger, I no longer
              Get my weed from Fee
              I pull that freedom of my waist
              Now watch me let freedom ring
              DING!

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              • #19
                Could that MC Hammer line possibly be a Rick Ross reference/diss?

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                • #20
                  Originally posted by tity2necklace View Post
                  Could that MC Hammer line possibly be a Rick Ross reference/diss?
                  No
                  "Armed and dangerous, rich and famous, young and restless
                  Guns and stretchers
                  Cristal and dubs for breakfast
                  I just got one suggestion - none should test him
                  'Cause cuz get hectic; send one through your sons intestines
                  Glocks knock lungs from chests, you get the portrait?
                  Bodies piled up on porches, it won't be gorgeous"

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                  • #21
                    Originally posted by Tunechi Lionches View Post
                    No
                    Hahahahahaha okay, cool.

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                    • #22
                      Damnit Meek Mill. I wanted this on IANAHB2

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