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[Chorus]
Uh, I know my niggas all (down, down) yeah yeah
Aye my bitches gon’ hold me (down, down)
Yeah, I know they got love for the boy
Played with death from the start
See they know where I came from they know I had it hard
Yeah, see I got up but we were (down, down) yeah hey
They picked me up when I was (down, down) yeah
I got love for the team, can’t let nothin’ intervene yeah
All them nights a nigga starved turned me to a machine

[Verse 1]
Aye we waited too long for this know we stayed (down, down)
See now I’m way up remember we were way (down, down)
No matter where I go they know I always held it (down, down)
And no matter where I go they know that we gon’ blow it, down
That Plain Jane I can’t wait to bust it down (down, down)
And you know we cashin’ out on cars nigga ain’t no puttin’ (down, down)
A long way from them squad up search nigga I’m Louis’d down
Told them from the start don’t bring them fuck niggas around
Stand up nigga I ain’t never layin’ (down, down)
See we gon’ have them things sold before they even touch (down, down)
He tried run but Lord knows man we gon’ run him (down, down)
I’m talkin’ whole 100 rounds man I’m tryin’ knock somthin’ down man I ain’t playin’

[Chorus]
Uh, I know my niggas all (down, down) yeah yeah
Aye my bitches gon’ hold me (down, down)
Yeah, I know they got love for the boy
Played with death from the start
See they know where I came from they know I had it hard
Yeah, see I got up but we were (down, down) yeah hey
They picked me up when I was (down, down) yeah
I got love for the team, can’t let nothin’ intervene yeah
All them nights a nigga starved turned me to a machine

[Bridge]
Baby
Oh baby
Hold me down hold me down
Yeah hey uh

[Verse 2]
And they know I’m goin’ for the gusto
One me, 5 hoes
Killa Cam, my flow
Hole in the boy like a pothole, die slow
Buckshot got ’em with like 5 holes yeah
To tell the truth, the whole fam I would die for
Get on me some Suge shit, inject him with the die slow
Uh, we ain’t gotta hide no, need no disguise no
I’m ridin’ with my niggas ’til the tires blow yeah
I hate they shot my brother (down, down)
Lord knows that shit took the family (down, down)
Lord knows I gotta hold this shit (down, down)
Yeah, Lord knows that what I’m thinkin’ ’bout when I’m loadin’ every round

[Chorus]
Uh, I know my niggas all (down, down) yeah yeah
Aye my bitches gon’ hold me (down, down)
Yeah, I know they got love for the boy
Played with death from the start
See they know where I came from they know I had it hard
Yeah, see I got up but we were (down, down) yeah hey
They picked me up when I was (down, down) yeah
I got love for the team, can’t let nothin’ intervene yeah
All them nights a nigga starved turned me to a machine

[Verse 1]
Baby I’m a queen, so why do you call me baby?
It’s been about a week, it’s too soon for nicknames

[Pre-Chorus]
You tire me out but fill me up
And I don’t mind it very much
You do not wait to wake me up
Too soon for mourning

[Chorus]
I might prefer desire to self control
I might prefer crying to being composed
I might prefer chaos to even flow
It’s too soon for sense though
I might prefer desire to self control
I might prefer crying to being composed
I might prefer chaos to even flow
It’s too soon for sense though

[Verse 2]
Maybe I’m a queen, and maybe I’m a baby
It’s been over a week, still too soon for nicknames

[Pre-Chorus]
You tire me out but fill me up
And I don’t mind it very much
You do not wait to wake me up
Too soon for mourning

[Chorus]
I might prefer desire to self control
I might prefer crying to being composed
I might prefer chaos to even flow
It’s too soon for sense though
I might prefer desire to self control
I might prefer crying to being composed
I might prefer chaos to even flow
It’s too soon for sense though

[Intro]
June your a genius
Know we started from the bottom nigga
Think It’s A Game
You know you don’t hustle you don’t eat nigga
You know if you broke you don’t sleep nigga
You know, long live all my niggas
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Look, aye keep that Glock by my tommy
Boy you know you pussy like right beneath her lil’ tummy
I am the bomb and I advise you pussies stay far from me
[?] high come drummin’
Flow sick I might vomit
Drop a brick on they head they better not hit no stomach
All this lead in this pencil I’ma erase sum
I’m from the gutter where snitches wear wires
Ridin’ with mack and I ain’t talkin’ bout that boy off of The Wire
Mack 11 on my side but that boy not a minor
Make me come find ya
Know I’m havin’ like your boss make me come sign ya
You know that yapper bring the bitch up out him
They know a punk bitch ain’t ever got shit up out him yeah
Aye I can only hear the money you copy
Play wit my dawg and we gon bring it to ya door like we tryna make sure you got it
I use to make the honor roll but I ain’t make it through college
Aye nowadays I might push the Rolls Royce down Collins

[Chorus]
At your best, you are love yeah
Look, see we were broke I had to make sure we got it
I swear it took a long time but I still went and got it yeah
That’s a boss, that’s a boss yeah
When you make it out, never leave your family out yeah
I’ma boss went and bought a house, paid it off yeah
I’ma ball on them sucka ’till my casket fall yeah
At your best, you are love yeah
Ain’t a thang they could say about me
I swear when you at your best can’t a thang stop ya

[Verse 2]
I love cheese like a rat, nigga you a rat
My bitch weave cost a rack
And bitch we don’t internet beef we just wack shit
Louie backpack stay filled with them jacks in it
Diamonds dancin’ like Michael my bitch a Janet
I’ma put my brother on and have my man’s lit
Aye you know Boxdale with that pull up sprayin’ shit
Aye ain’t a dollar in this world to make my man switch
You wear a skirt nigga, that ain’t no man shit
They checkin’ everybody but the one they hang wit
Got my niggas down bad, lil’ niggas tellin’ on my niggas and you proud of that?

[Chorus]
That’s a boss, that’s a boss yeah
When you make it out, never leave your family out yeah
I’ma boss went and bought a house, paid it off yeah
I’ma ball on them sucka ’till my casket fall yeah
At your best, you are love yeah
Ain’t a thang they could say about me
I swear when you at your best can’t a thang stop ya yeah hey

[Outro]
At your best you are love, ain’t a thang they could say bout me
I’ma talk my shit nigga, fly nigga

(Hook)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(I’m uh)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(Yeah!)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(They better find another rep, ’cause I’m about to take um out!)

(Verse 1: Mac Daddy)
Come, come take a dip, as I toughly, roughly repeatedly rip
Of you punks that’s got a whole lot to live for
It ain’t my fault, you and your crew came soggy
And didn’t think about being hard until you saw me
So what you did is make it good, hit ’em good
But for me to you it sounds like you swinging on (DEEZ NUTZ!)
Tryna look like, sound like, hang around like, be down like the quicker quicker ripper, right?
(But you not welcome quicker baby rock baby pop, when we do what we do we rock the party non-stop)
Nasty, nappy, saggy baakwards pants rude boy
Totally Krossed Out is my hood that’s the truth boy
I got tough rhymes, ‘nough rhymes to go around
Flip flop, drop ’em, pick ’em up and break ’em back down!
Uhh, can you feel it (Yeah, yeah!)
Uhh, you don’t hear me though, come on now

(Hook)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(Yeah)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(I’m uh)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(They better find another rep, ’cause I’m about to take um out!)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(I’m uh)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(Yeah!)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(They better find another rep, ’cause I’m about to take um out!)

(Verse 2: Daddy Mac)
Take um out is what I had to do, (Uhh!)
To show ’em that they wasn’t ready for my crew. (Uhh!)
I hope you ain’t playing ’cause I ain’t in the mood
All I’m in the mood for is treating you like Chinese food!
Nick nack, Daddy Mac’s got the mic right
Bring it down on these fools trying to floss on the other side
(Let them know they gets no love)
Indeed, showing these niggas what I’m made of!
(But you not welcome quicker baby rock baby pop, when we do what we do we rock the party non-stop)
How you gon’ diss my sound, we ain’t real G
When them niggas you be rolling with is straight R&B
No flavour-ism, a lot of favourtism
They tried to diss the Kris when diggity-dope is what I is, uh
I hit you like the Crunny, hit you like the Crunny
What you tryna do is supersonic but your nigga done it

(Hook)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(I’m uh)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(Yeah!)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(They better find another rep, ’cause I’m about to take um out!)

(Interval: Daddy Mac and Mac Daddy)
Blathering Blatherskite
Like this like that, If you don’t know I go by the name of Mac and I got my nigga D-A-double D-Y on my side
(Right!)
So check this out

(Verse 3: Mac Daddy)
Come, come take a dip, as I toughly, roughly repeatedly rip
Of you punks that’s got a whole lot to live for
It ain’t my fault, you and your crew came soggy
And didn’t think about being hard until you saw me
So what you did is make it good, hit ’em good
But for me to you it sounds like you swinging on (DEEZ NUTZ!)
Tryna look like, sound like, hang around like, be down like the quicker quicker ripper, right?
(But you not welcome quicker baby rock baby pop, when we do what we do we rock the party non-stop)

(Daddy Mac)
How you gon’ diss my sound, we ain’t real G
When them niggas you be rolling with is straight R&B
No flavour-ism, a lot of favourtism
They tried to diss the Kris when diggity-dope is what I is, uh
I hit you like the Crunny, hit you like the Crunny
What you tryna do is supersonic but your nigga done it

Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(I’m uh)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(Yeah!)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(They better find another rep, ’cause I’m about to take um out!)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(I’m uh)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(Yeah!)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(They better find another rep, ’cause I’m about to take um out!)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(I’m uh)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(Yeah!)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(They better find another rep, ’cause I’m about to take um out!)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(I’m uh)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(Yeah!)
Take Um Out! Take Um, Take Um Out!
(They better find another rep, ’cause I’m about to take um out!)

[Verse 1]
You saying you’re going but you don’t say how long for
You say it’s work, but I’m not sure
You say you love me, then you walk right out the door
I’m left here wanting more
Of course there’s lots of things I could be getting on with
I’m never short of things to do
This afternoon I made a papier maché fish, mum
I made it just for you

[Chorus]
Please don’t go, stay here with me
It’s not my fault
I’m only three
I’m only three
I’m only three
I’m only three
I’m only three
I’m only three

[Verse 2]
My social calendar is busier than yours
I’ve been out making lots of friends
You can’t play with us, ‘cos you’re always off on tour
One day I hope you’ll meet them

[Chorus]
Please don’t go, stay here with me
It’s not my fault
I’m only three
I’m only three
I’m only three
I’m only three
I’m only three
I’m only three

[Bridge]
When things feel black and white
We’ll do some coloring in
When you want to play
When you want to play with me
When things feel black and white
We’ll do some coloring in
When you want to play
When you want to play with me

[Chorus]
Please don’t go, stay here with me
It’s not my fault
I’m only three
I’m only three
I’m only three
I’m only three
I’m only three
I’m only three