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(intro)
Sit back down imma explain it to you
Imma explain it to you like
All this shit, what you wanna hear bout bruh?
Shit, let a nigga know
I ain’t been shit since I been out
Shits brazy in here man
Molly, Molly
Molly, Molly
Let me tell you something

(verse1)
Niggas in the gram, niggas in that bitch to turn to snitch
Niggas in that bitch suckin’ dick
Hold up wait a minute we ain’t really on that bullshit
Nigga I will hit you with the stick
I was in that bitch wildin’ with them motherfuckin’ jits
Who got the plugs on them sticks?
All bout that skrilla I was locked up wit them gorillas
And I ran into a couple killas
Ran into Lil Cory yeah that nigga really on the shit
And he’s throwing L’s in that bitch
I was locked up, nigga, year in that bitch
Damn near failed in that bitch
School wasn’t shit easy ass work in that shit
Easy ass work in that shit
Staff sucking dick, staff in that bitch fuck the clique
Staff trynna twerk in that shit
All these hoes shit many niggas in there ain’t shit
Man them pussy niggas they’re fake
These niggas hate these niggas smile in your face
Probably spray your ass with the rake
Hold up wait, wait. These niggas really don’t care
These niggas don’t give a damn
These niggas flaw, these niggas locked up damn
This how it is in the gram
Yeah, Mr. Mayor, I was locked up in cell
Hopin’ that my niggas doin’ well
Praying for Lil Shawn, praying for my nigga J Green
Trynna get the guap by any means
I was in that bih wildin’ with my mother fucking dawgs
We was skipping school in the halls
I was so tired of eating that nasty ass food
Taking showers in them dirty ass draws
I got the top, I was so stressed
I had to get it, I had to move
I was locked up with the mother fuckin’ goons
In a mother fucking 4 by 4 room
Bitch I weren’t stressin’, I was finessin’
I’m hittin’ licks, I was a legend
I was the best fucking rapper in the compound
Nigga had a gun that hold a 100 rounds
Fuck with the staff, bitch I had face
I was eatin’ good every kind of place
4 for 4 Wendy’s and good taste
4 for 4 Wendy’s locked up [?]
Hitting up McDonalds dollar menu
Fuck that nigga hell naw I got face
I always get the mothefuckin’ quarter pounder double cheeseburger
And that mother fucking milkshake
Wait, young nigga serving weight
Staffed in the gram they be fresh
Thugged out nigga, all them nigga servin’ straight drugs
They the plug and they getting all the weight
(Get it on the way)
I was trynna run up the check
I was in that bih getting checked
When I hit a lick with that young nigga Barnes in that bitch
We was thumbin’ through a whole fucking check
Skurt off in a vet (ya) I ain’t skurt off in a vet
Nigga I was sleeping on the slab
I was with them blood, I’m bleeding red in the lab
Peel a fuck nigga like a scab
I was in the tech lab downloading music
Yeah, I was downloading music
G shine, u shine, I shine, we shine
Blood gang shout out to my big homie boosie
Free that nigga zoo, free that nigga smith
Free that niggas other that’s locked up in that bitch
Free all of my niggas that was piped up in that bitch
Doing 3 years like life up in that bitch
Niggas in your view, gotta strikeout in that bitch
Fights poppin’ out I don’t know where
Miracle big booty bitch that work there ain’t had no hair
That shit there really weren’t fair
When you locked up it seemed like nobody care
Your momma only see you like 2 times a week
Wait, matter fact 1 you don’t run into no freak
Man that shit depressing, I ain’t get no pussy
I was in that bih eating school snack cookie
I was tired of them fucking school snack cookie
I was trynna, get some school snack pussy
I ain’t worried bout it man, you know I had it on me
Yeah you know my niggas yeah, I was in there lonely
I was in the cell, I was chillin’ on my lonely
I ain’t have cell mates, I wasn’t eatin’ on bolony
Bolony went to ham then I switched this shit to turkey
[?]
If a nigga try you when he get out they gone hurt you
Catch you in the class broad day they gonʼ hurt you
Niggas in that bih getting split with da tray
Niggas in that bih switching up, turnin’ gay
Niggas in that bih smilin’ in your face
Racist ass crackers they don’t like are black race
I was in that bih getting knowledge from the old head
Young nigga, bad bitch wait?
Aye, hold up wait, whoady
Yellow bitch walking like she bow leg
Wait, let me get back on top
Ran into some niggas got the plug on the chop
Hold up wait, gotcha
Burger King I ain’t eat no fucking whopper

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[Chorus]
Oh, the world’s situation
Should be rated X, rated X
Said, the world’s situation
Should be rated X, yeah, rated X
Listen, people

[Verse 1]
Not only in the movie shows
Take a look outside, it’s where the truth is really told
It’s life in living color
Fighting, killing and dope dealing, it’s everywhere

[Chorus]
What about the crime? Rated X
What about the killing, fighting, stealing everywhere?
They let the children see life destroyed
But they won’t let them see the making
Oh, what happened to God’s creation?

[Verse 2]
The one thing that really bothers me the most
Is how we calmly take the lives of other folk
The world today is in a grave situation
Dirty water we can’t drink, dirty air, it’s so unfair
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Baby, something is missing all over the world
It’s alright, it’s okay
You and me, baby, can withstand
All the sin and corruption this land
We got love, we got peace
If we could hold it, spread it all over world

[Chorus]
Oh, then the world’s situation
Won’t be rated X, rated X
Do you hear me?
When I preach all that I’ve learned
We’ll have happiness and love, it’ll be oh, so sweet
And then we jive in the master plan
We can walk together, side by side, hand in hand
Oh, love is still rated X
We all know is hate is all the way rated X

[Bridge]
Where’s the love? Where’s the peace?
Where’s the joy? Where’s the hope for us all?
God is watching, He knows where you’re at
Yes, he’s watching the situation, that’s a fact

[Outro]
Oh, the world’s situation
Should be rated X, woo
Situation

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[Intro]
Melii, woo

[Chorus]
Copy how I move, she on my dick, she on my jock (On my, on my jock)
I just fucked her nigga and I never called him back (Never called him back)
Copy how I move, she on my dick, she on my jock (On my)
I just fucked her nigga and I never called him back

[Verse 1]
I’m dubbin’ these niggas, they turn into groupies
They see all the ice and don’t know how to act
She callin’ me twin, she sayin’ I’m sis
She study my game, wanna run up a bag
Can’t fuck with my gang, wanna fuck on my gang
Said my nigga your bro, but you throwin’ it back
They not on my level, your pussy is metal
You dumb little bitch, you gon’ fuck for a stack
Bad lil’, bad lil’, bad lil’ bitch
Bad lil’ bitch, bad lil’ bitch
See the ice up on my wrist (Drip, drip)
Watch it drip, it go, “Swish”
Busca me el nene que tenga la paca
Que me coma is me pogo wuapa
Who ’bout to pop out, pull up in the drop top?
Melii, Melii, Melii, woo

[Chorus]
Copy how I move, she on my dick, she on my jock (On my, on my jock)
I just fucked her nigga and I never called him back (Never called him back)
Copy how I move, she on my dick, she on my jock (On my)
I just fucked her nigga and I never called him back

[Verse 2]
You took a pic in the rental
We got the key and credentials
She want to pull up and turn up like ooh-ah
All of ya exes basura
We took the jet and he flew me to Cuba
I fucked up the couch when turned up, turned up
I came up like ooh-ah, el quiere que yo lo suba
I got rappers on my dick, when I dub ’em, they be sick
I can’t stop until I’m rich, really, I been on my shit
I got diamonds on my neck, when I pull up run my check
Yea they shook, they know I’m next, I’m that bitch, what you expect?

[Chorus]
Copy how I move, she on my dick, she on my jock (On my, on my jock)
I just fucked her nigga and I never called him back
Copy how I move, she on my dick, she on my jock (On my jock)
I just fucked her nigga and I never called him back

[Outro]
Oh my God, God, God
Bad lil’ bitch
Bad lil’ bitch
Bad-bad lil’ bitch, bad-bad lil’ bitch
Bad-bad lil’ bitch, bad-bad lil’ bitch
You nasty
Melii, Melii, Melii, woo
Oh my God
And I never, never called him back
Woo
Oh my God

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[Intro]
Yeah
Ain’t no fucking way I’m going back
Got way too much shit to take care of
And I’m having way too much fun pissing y’all off
It’s starting to look real rough out here for y’all
It’s just the beginning too
Yeah, come on, come on (Yeah)

[Chorus]
I ain’t goin’ back (I ain’t goin’ back)
Splittin’ five on McDoubles
I ain’t goin’ back (I ain’t goin’ back)
To when there was no Russ, just Russell
I ain’t goin’ back (I ain’t goin’ back)
To when mom cried so much, it left a puddle
I ain’t goin’ back (I ain’t goin’ back)
But I stay tapped in to that hustle
I ain’t goin’ back (I ain’t goin’ back)
Splittin’ five on McDoubles
I ain’t goin’ back (I ain’t goin’ back)
To when there was no Russ, just Russell
I ain’t goin’ back (I ain’t goin’ back)
To when mom cried so much, it left a puddle
I ain’t goin’ back (I ain’t goin’ back)
But I stay tapped in to that hustle

[Verse 1]
I go way harder than most of y’all
If one of y’all died, wouldn’t toast to y’all
I don’t really care to get close to y’all
I live in a gym, I’m supposed to ball
Mom was applying for the food stamps
Every night studio boot camps
All I had there was a lot of free time
Cheap wine and my mind and my two hands
And the same confidence that I have right now it was more back then to be honest
Before the world got a hold of me and started controlling me
Now I’m more tapped in to the comments, than I should be
I admit that, so fuck y’all, give me my dick back
Middle finger gift wrap, for the chit chat
And to anyone thinkin’ I should quit rap

[Chorus]
I ain’t goin’ back now (I ain’t goin’ back)
Splittin’ five on McDoubles
I ain’t goin’ back (I ain’t goin’ back)
To when there was no Russ, just Russell
I ain’t goin’ back (I ain’t goin’ back)
To when mom cried so much, it left a puddle
I ain’t goin’ back (I ain’t goin’ back)
But I stay tapped in to that hustle
I ain’t goin’ back (I ain’t goin’ back)
Splittin’ five on McDoubles
I ain’t goin’ back (I ain’t goin’ back)
To when there was no Russ, just Russell
I ain’t goin’ back (I ain’t goin’ back)
To when mom cried so much, it left a puddle
I ain’t goin’ back (I ain’t goin’ back)
But I stay tapped in to that hustle

[Verse 2]
Who’s in my league? Not you
Who makes your beats? Not you
Who does your hooks? Not you
Bitch I’m elite, top 2
And not 2, bitch I’m the 1
It’s crazy to think that I barely begun
Already on Forbes, Already in Staples
I still got 4 years ’til my twenties are done
I’m having my fun
My house is a brothel, I’m fucking her bad ’cause her pussy is gospel
Your life is awful, that ain’t my fault
Yell at your mirror, go talk to your god
I’m not letting up
Fuck how you feel
I got my boots laced and I’m out
I threw 20k in my studio; I brought the blue flame to my house

[Chorus]
I ain’t goin’ back, ah (I ain’t goin’ back)
Splittin’ five on McDoubles
I ain’t goin’ back (I ain’t goin’ back)
To when there was no Russ, just Russell
I ain’t goin’ back (I ain’t goin’ back)
To when mom cried so much, it left a puddle
I ain’t goin’ back (I ain’t goin’ back)
But I stay tapped in to that hustle
I ain’t goin’ back (I ain’t goin’ back)
Splittin’ five on McDoubles
I ain’t goin’ back (I ain’t goin’ back)
To when there was no Russ, just Russell
I ain’t goin’ back (I ain’t goin’ back)
To when mom cried so much, it left a puddle
I ain’t goin’ back (I ain’t goin’ back)
But I stay tapped in to that hustle (Yeah)

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[Verse 1]
I’m watchin’ you through the zoom lens view
You a star, the most beautiful by far
Doin’ your dance over by the bar
Flowin’, not knowin’ where you’ll go tomorrow
Come on, girl, give me a swing or a twirl
‘Cause I’m just a man trapped up in your world
For now, and can’t help but to wonder how
You manage to rock harder than a whole crowd
Of people that like, got ya lookin’ outta sight
And even when dim, you look fit, firm and trim
I can’t front, sexy, I’m like Heavens to Betsy
And that’s not your name, but I’m glad that I came
‘Cause for me, you are like the ill inspiration
All on your own, just you against the nation
Of many that come, from live to humdrum
In search of a good time, lookin’ for some
So many fellas to like, in ya head’s high life
So this song today is for you, alright?

Do ya thing, baby, keep it raw now, on the floor now, ya know?

[Hook]
She’s my Dancin’ Girl
She’s my Dancin’ Girl, check her out, y’all
She’s my Dancin’ Girrrrrrl
Beyond a shadow of a doubt, y’all
She gets busy
She’s my Dancin’ Girl
My Dancin’ Girl, word up
She’s my Dancin’ Girrrrrrl

[Verse 2]
You’re never afraid to hit the floor and get paid
The rush of it got ya goin’ strong for the trade
So go on, girl, I can dig it
The way you just flick it makes all the guys wanna stick it
Do you like glue? Maybe your nickname’s Boo
Or mystery, I want you to know that this could be
A tribute to you with much respect due
From your man Extra P. of the highest degree
From the Queens Lounge family, kid roll deluxe
Walk in the joint, holdin’ mega ill wild bucks
Flippin’ the script on all the so-called
So come and have a seat so we can both have a ball
We only have one life to live, so let’s live it
And dance all night until we both can’t give it
Another bit of energy, get down and doin’
The same exact time next week to EQ it

Do ya thing, now, keep it raw now, on the floor now, ya know?

[Hook]
She’s my Dancin’ Girl
She’s my Dancin’ Girl, check her out, y’all
She’s my Dancin’ Girrrrrrl
Beyond a shadow of a doubt, y’all
She gets busy
She’s my Dancin’ Girl
My Dancin’ Girl, word up
She’s my Dancin’ Girrrrrrl

[Verse 3]
Well, it’s the end of the night and we both are at a hype
For the max, it’s time to cool off and just relax
Go home and watch cable ’til the sunlight shine
I never seen a Dancin’ Girl run like mine
Through the whole night, dancin’ for me and to the T
I’m never frontin’ on her just as long as she be
My Dancin’ Girl, the one I do adore
The minute she hits the *chi-ka-chik* dancefloor
She lights up the party for mostly everybody
So go on, girl, illuminate the whole party

Do ya thing, now, keep it raw now, on the floor now, ya know?

[Hook]
She’s my Dancin’ Girl
She’s my Dancin’ Girl, love her
She’s my Dancin’ Girrrrrrl
Never be another, she gets busy
She’s my Dancin’ Girl
My Dancin’ Girl
She’s my Dancin’ Girrrrrrl
She’s my Dancin’ Girl, always rock the show
Never afraid to hit the flo’ with Large Pro
She’s my Dancin’ Girl
She’s my Dancin’ Girrrrrrl
She’s my Dancin’ Girl
She’s my Dancin’ Girrrrrrl
She’s my Dancin’ Girl