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[Verse 1]
Do I look lonely?
I see the shadows on my face
People have told me I don’t look the same
Maybe I lost weight
I’m playing hooky, with the best of the best
Put my heart on my chest, so that you can see it too

[Refrain]
I’m walking the long road, watching the sky fall
The lace in your dress tangles my neck, how do I live?

[Chorus]
The death of a bachelor
Letting the water fall
The death of a bachelor
Seems so fitting for
Happily ever after
How could I ask for more?
A lifetime of laughter
At the expense of the death of a bachelor

[Verse 2]
I’m cutting my mind off
It feels like my heart is going to burst
Alone at a table for two and I just wanna be served
And when you think of me am I the best you’ve ever had?
Share one more drink with me, smile even though you’re sad

[Refrain]
I’m walking the long road, watching the sky fall
The lace in your dress tangles my neck, how do I live?

[Chorus x2]
The death of a bachelor
Letting the water fall
The death of a bachelor
Seems so fitting for
Happily ever after
How could I ask for more?
A lifetime of laughter
At the expense of the death of a bachelor

[Intro]
Man, I been moving so fast lately
I just had to get my thoughts out man
I ain’t talk to you in forever
But I got you though man
Shit gonna get better kid, trust

[Verse 1]
What up kid, I know you don’t know who this is
But I took the time to write, so I’m hopin’ you get it
Only time will ever tell if you opened and read it
But if I know you like I do, I won’t even sweat it
You probably up in your room, vibin’ to Nas
Wishin’ for your time, missin’ your mom
Prayin’, hopin’ God will give you a sign
Your brother doin’ his time, dawg he’s doin’ just fine
He gonna get out soon, everything will be cool
He gonna make a few moves, get a house with a pool
And that girl in your school, the one that you got a crush on
She like you too, try not to put a rush on
You wanna get your Puff on, please don’t stop
Thought I told you that we won’t stop (eh, eh, eh, eh)
Don’t ever let ’em tell you what you can’t do
Even when it seems like the world don’t understand you

[Chorus]
It seems that these dreams, they won’t ever come true
Believe me they do
Sometimes you wanna give it up, don’t know what else to do
Yeah, I been there too
They say seein’ is believin’ so you need a few clues
OK, I’m sendin’ you proof
I know it seems that these dreams, they don’t ever come true
Believe me they do

[Verse 2]
You wrote your first raps, everybody laughed
Man fuck ’em all, get in your bag
Oh that’s new slang, I’ll put you on later
Just promise you’ll keep goin’ do me that favor
You gonna rock Barclays, but you don’t know what that is
Imagine MSG, a couple blocks from the crib
Boy, that’s 18,000
Two weeks after droppin’ your album
It’s hard to see the logic in that
All the fans goin’ crazy and your mom in the back
Your fam in the crowd, they all got to see it
Man you gave ’em somethin’ to believe in
You been writin’ like hell, it’s gonna get you to heaven
Oh yeah, they played your record up on Hot 97
You know DJ Enuff, he DJs for BIG
Speakin’ of BIG, hol’ up forget it

[Chorus]
It seems that these dreams, they won’t ever come true
Believe me they do
Sometimes you wanna give it up, don’t know what else to do
Yeah, I been there too
They say seein’ is believin’ so you need a few clues
OK, I’m sendin’ you proof
I know it seems that these dreams, they don’t ever come true
Believe me they do

[Outro]
Whatever you do man
Just don’t give up on that dream man
It’s gonna get crazy
They gonna tell you, you can’t do it
I’m tellin’ you right now everything is possible
EVERYTHING IS POSSIBLE

[Intro]
Money gave him power and a bigger ego
That money gave him power and a bigger ego
I’m in a Thunderbird, I’m slidin’ wit’ my Desert Eagle

[Verse 1]
Money gave him power and a bigger ego
Free my nigga Cool
My nigga, we tight like speedo
All my niggas goin’ fast, they gettin’ Rico
Free my nigga Jackboy we like Stitch and Lilo
I still be ridin’ wit’ fire, steering wheel on the right
I still be out of my mind, still be gettin’ real hype
I be on D’useé no lie, smokin’ on cherry pie
I promise I ain’t goin’, that’s that other guy
I ain’t take no shortcut, this shit ain’t come easy
Christian Louboutin is drippin’
When I step, I’m leakin’
Christian Louboutin, you would think I’m bleeding
They say that I’m next, don’t jinx me
Eat it up, baby, then drink me
I ain’t ever ask for nothing, my momma said "Don’t beg"
If you got it and I want it, then I’m on your head
My nigga been hidin’ lately, he think I want him dead
But I don’t want you to die, I want you to see me shine
I couldn’t make lemonade, so I made lemon-lime
Life gave me lemons, so I made lemon-lime
Kodak that nigga that green, Kodak that nigga that slime
That money done gave me power, money done turned me sour
I remember I was rockin’ Enyce, now I rock Givenchy
Run up on me, that’s risky
Run up on me, don’t tempt me
My tank on full, you empty
Smokin’ on gas like Wawa
Project Baby, got promethazine all in my baba
Free my nigga, flip with my nigga, flip a nigga like Kraby Patty
Flyin’ anywhere, my propellers be on aerobatics
All I know is rob, all I know is jack it
I ain’t ever had no job, I ain’t ever had no daddy
Dress it up, baby, like salad
Eat it up, baby, you nasty
Ain’t got no snacks in the cabinet, just some goddamn ratchets
Big Cardi be winnin’, I’m winnin’, ’cause that’s my goddamn twin
If Cardi be winnin’, I’m winnin’
Cardi B won, I won
My bitch said she want her hair done, part in the middle wit’ a bun
My bitch said she want her nails done, French tip, London
My bitch said she want her hair done, lace front, no bun
My bitch said she want her toes done, French tip, London
I don’t wanna see you cry, momma wipe yo’ eyes
I don’t wanna do no more time, I want you to see me fly

[Outro]
I don’t wanna do no more time, I want you to see me fly
I don’t wanna do no more time, I want you to see me fly

[Intro]
Woman: Sorry ass niggas
Guy A: Ayy [?] gentleman and let these ladies eat first
Guy B: Yeah you act like you had no BBQ before. Let the ladies
Eat. Hoes gotta eat too
Woman: Wait a minute nigga who you callin’ a hoe? I ain’t no hoe

[Hook: Daz Dillinger]
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)

[Verse 1: Daz Dillinger]
Sorry bitch, sorry bitch
We the crack niggas that you should be fuckin’ with
I’m mistaking you girlies and who you lookin’ for
And not a trick, a thug bitch and gucci hoe
Oh you really know, girl you really know
It’s you booty though, it’s my duty though
One thing that a nigga can’t stand though
[?] boyfriend, a nigga or your man though
I’m just too [?] for the pussy and the money
You could get [?] you ever could fuck me
When it comes to mine you get nadadada
Should do it for the dollar , sometimes I make you holla

[Hook: Daz Dillinger]
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
You really wanna shine with a nigga, high sign with a nigga
Snapchat or either facetime with a nigga
[?]
Thought that I was in love with you what makes you [?] ?
No roses no wine, four hoes on my side
Bitch I show you no signs
Lying to the fact that I’m a motherfucking pimp and I belong to the [?]
Ain’t no need to lie, shit we pimp or die
They call me [?] I’m from anoher whole tribe
No worries, I’m in a hurry
Let me say it to you like this punk bitch: I’m sorry

[Hook: Daz Dillinger]
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)

[Verse 3: Kurupt]
Yo, all I wanna do is the make the whole crowd bounce ya (bounce ya!)
Bitch and your punky-ass [?] bouncin’ on my balls
Crenshaw to Martin Luther King [?]
[?]
Look bitch, shut the fuck up and cook bitch
A nigga hungry, punk bitch, bunk bitch
What the fuck you want bitch, besides dick
You ain’t gettin’ no cake ain’t nothin’ new
Besides [?] hoes gotta eat too
Shut the fuck up bitch, eat a dick bitch
Eat the [?] bitch, now listen
I’m sorry if it just didn’t work
You fuck too with the homies and I was first
But I damn sure ain’t the last
Just don’t get no one [?] stuck in your ass
I’m sorry bitch!

[Outro: Daz Dillinger]
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)
Sorry bitch, sorry, sorry bitch (I can’t be your lover)
Sorry bitch, sorry!

[Pre-Chorus]
That’s my boo, my boo
She get down on the floor
Cocoa butter kisses
Shorty mi amor
Every time we fuck
She make me fall in love
Every time we fuck
She make me fall in love

[Chorus]
She me love
Me love
Me love
Me love
She me love
Me love
Me love
Me love

[Verse 1]
Lil baby, lil mami, the baddest around
Lil flossy, she bossin’, she runnin’ the town
Lil booty is poppin’, she move upside down
She a lil crazy, she loca, my heart in my ground
Dropping the top, coupe
She dropping the top, ooh
The scent of perfume soothe
The skin is so soft, smooth
Dropping the top, coupe
She dropping the top, ooh
The scent of perfume soothe
The skin is so soft, smooth

[Pre-Chorus]
That’s my boo, my boo
She get down on the floor
Cocoa butter kisses
Shorty mi amor
Every time we fuck
She make me fall in love
Every time we fuck
She make me fall in love

[Chorus]
She me love
Me love
Me love
Me love
She me love
Me love
Me love
Me love

[Verse 2]
In between the lines
I can’t read you lil’ scary
In between your thighs
Lil’ baby drive me crazy
Diamonds dance like water
Pussy water got me wavy
Fuck them—they can pay me
Diamonds dancing, divas on my wrist
Bend over, give me a kiss
While you dancing on my dick
You my queen but you my bitch
I am not handsome, I am not rich
But I am the one, flick of the wrist
I grab your buns, you grab on my stick
We making love in the back of the whip
Skrrt—pull off
Your lil’ fit I’ll pull off
Now it’s summer
Fuck you with my hood up
Skrrt—pull up
Pull up to any function
Super bad—look baby, you McLovin

[Pre-Chorus]
That’s my boo, my boo
She get down on the floor
Cocoa butter kisses
Shorty mi amor
Every time we fuck
She make me fall in love
Every time we fuck
She make me fall in love

[Chorus]
She me love
Me love
Me love
Me love
She me love
Me love
Me love
Me love