Traveller drag queen George Ward who featured in RuPaul's Drag Race UK as Cherry Valentine dies aged 28 Tottenham star Eric Dier 'is dating Anna Modler' - as the model is said to be 'smitten' and claims he could be 'the one' Was there a long line Phil? Schofield looks downcast as he heads for dinner with daughter as queue-jump row rages Uh, hottest nigga breathing nigga, said that on my last one AK got a long neck, boy we got giraffe guns Black money military, go to war with pussy niggas Punking boys left and right, ain’t no Ashton Kutcher neither Murder music, if it’s beef I got the butcher cleaver Tossing dough up in the air, you’d think I’m cooking pizza Real nigga ‘till they put me in that shoe box The trillest nigga speaking since 2Pac I don’t know what you got, but boy I got a few hoes She snort so much dope, the bitch’ll probably need a new nose Black money business, but I ain’t got no suit on These haters better catch up/ketchup, I’m getting Grey Poupon I don’t save coupons, I’m balling like LeBron If niggas feeling froggy, guess it’s time to play leap frog Smoking on Keisha, now tell me do you see far? I ride the beat perfect, I don’t ever take a detour YSL cologne make them hoes wanna hug Parents see her with a square but she want for a thug How ironic in this chronic got me floating like a blimp over the stadium Bitches trying to choose up on a pimp and want to stay with him Choose my friends wisely, you know who my guys be And don’t shit surprise me, ain’t grow up like no Cosby Money in the bank and got a safe under the crib Then I barbecue a nigga trying to grill steak and ribs I’m as real as being real gets This that wild wild west, you can call me Will Smith And I speak what’s on my mind, thinking about a crime Potato on the piece to make a sweet potato pie With your mind on the pavement Little brain fragments Syrup got me leaning, yeah I’m stuck like a magnet And I am not no doctor ‘cause I ain’t got no patients/patience I put my city on like a bib and crustaceans I’m wasted, but never wasting time Spend a grip on the watch And I get so much green, Mr.EDEN CONFIDENTIAL: Nightmare for Charlotte Church as she pulls plan for 'dream' eco-retreat Geppetto, ho I stand alone, there was nothing on top or under him And I yack up bars like I swallowed a fucking jungle gym All of my niggas we scheming to get to the top and to get all this green And she loving the way that I’m speaking, I’m gleaming She fiending for me and the kitty be creaming I’m all about money and all about fam Get on the grind, got to do what I can Spitting that incredible shit for my fans Get a little bit of money and them rubber bands And a nigga get the money when I pass and go I can shut a nigga down fast or slow And the diamonds on my wrist look like a bag of snow Finna pull up in the party pull a jazzy ho Why these hating motherfuckers that be acting for Make a nigga get a bag of dough I be bagging hoes, keep a sack of po’ I ain’t bragging though, I’m just laughing though, look Grade A Diamond Game Entertain, I’m the boss, bitch When it comes to bitches, dicks in they mouth like gossip Niggas talking about guns but never draw it But this desert eagle got more kick than an ostrich If you niggas ever fucking with I For the fam bam, I’ma bust, do or die And I gotta get it, swear to God I gotta get it I’ma live it ‘till I touch the sky I’m a Fairfield cat, got a little bit of cash Gonna hit you in the back, wanna give me kitty cat You ain’t never been a motherfucking nigga Do it pretty for my city like that Holy shit Whether they believe it or not, I am the new Bay And I’ma hit niggas harder than Bobby Boucher This uzi will soufflé your toupee If they ain’t learned about it, they finna learn today Not on my level though, yeah my flow’s incredible On these tracks I son you blockheads, I’m Mr.
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