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Sorrow
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- Sorrow for what i always feel
- East Coast, still them W's just raised up for real
- The reason why they had to give me a deal
- Asked Amir about my deal
- I figured out that it don't matter for real
- But still homey keep it real, how does it feel
- I like to ask the bad bitches if they ass is real
- Touching on that ass, tryna get a feel
- I feel guilty, I dont wanna feel like this anymore
- My pride is gone, I'm that guy like Aaron Hall
- A real life viking, shout out to St. Paul
- Maybe later on I'll give you a phone call
- That’s the same block Metta World Peace learned to play ball
- Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all
- To love me at all at all
- Hands up, throw me up against the wall
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- Im sexing her bodyIm gonna make her crawl
- Alright, yeah, nigga, I was in the mall
- and golden mall with a golden wall
- Mirror mirror on the wall on the wall,
- A lion in form, Matt Leinart when firing the ball
- I SALUTE YOU LIKE CINDERELLA AT THE BALL.
- Ball like Kobe Bryant/
- Feeling like Shawn Carter before the diamond
- Since Napster the sales been crashin' and
- Hoping Wes Snipes make my life a bit different
- What the fuck? Gee Willikers and no, I'm not drunk
- When Mom &&Dad Got Drunk, Daddy Abused Mommy
- Walk that body, talk that body
- We ain't hear to hurt nobody
- My name's CedricDaBoss and they're nobody.
- Your dream movie? I'm the clearest copy
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- Puffin’ on that garlic, cigar full of Marley
- Killer stay uptown, Louden VA tree
- For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money
- Malia family, We the family
- And all women who had light features, see
- Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby
- The Watch Cost Me 2; your bitch, free
- This is like riding through the city
- Rack city bitch, rack, rack, city bitch [x3]
- Yeah Bitch, Yeah Bitch, finna shit,
- Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split
- Uh, Yea Yea, Turn Me Up A Lil Bit
- Young money motherfucker we the shit
- Then the gun shot, but I wasn't hit
- Come on just "take a hit"/
- Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate
- And I be with P, so I got BBC shit
- I was on some tribal shit...
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