coming up you Coming up you again It keeps coming up you again Coming up you, coming up you again It keeps coming up you again Coming up you, coming up
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coming up you again you're never to hard to find it keeps coming up you again they're taking up all your time it keeps coming up you coming up you again
much cut, disc jockeys jock me You niggas mad that you not me I remain a Giant, and you Jeremy Shockey And if you ain't heard me properly If you speak
you and I You and I, You you and I, You you and I, You you and I, You and I You you and I Oh yeah I'd rather die, without you and I (Come on
I love you. You and I, You you and I Baby I'd rather die Without you and I. You and I, You you and I Nebraska I'd rather die Without you and
I've come to shake my ass I've come to shake my ass (Three 6 Mafia) I've come to shake my ass I've come to hypnotize my ass I've come to shake my ass
, if you feel me Do it, do it, whip your hair Don't matter if it's long, short Do it do it whip your hair All my ladies, if you feel me Come on, do it
shawty, no, I ain't mad at you But you can't fuck with me, I'm mo' badder than you My waist skinny, my ass more fatter than you Sorry for being conceited
you ever lost a life before, this one's for you (And if you with me put your hands high) And you, and you and you and you (Your dreams are filled, you
just too late for you All I could do is pray for you or organize a wake for you Your choice, clearly I ain't hearing your voice Keep it up and I'mma
, Chiddy in the spot Where you at pretty lady? Show me what you've got They say, why you rapping for the kids for? I said my clothes come fitted, the Lids store This summer you
Money, money, cars, cars Clothes, clothes, the hos I suppose, yeah I want the money, money and the cars Cars and the clothes, the hos I suppose I just
profit from the event We hanin fliers out We profit from the attempt to hand desires out But rich is how we're all endin up So if you selling charter Jetts call Brenden up
that 'Ye? Baby, these heels Is that a May, what, baby, these wheels You trippin' when you ain't sippin', have a refill You feelin' like you runnin', huh, now you
up Ah yeah, yeah, yeah That Rihanna reign just won't let up So hard, so hard, so hard, so hard All up on it Know you wanna clone it Aint like me
