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	Home Submit Lyrics Request Lyrics On Site Links User Picks Moderator Picks TOP 20 CARAMELL Caramelldansen Lyrics DUFFY MERCY ADELE CHASING PAVEMENTS KYLIE MINOGUE IN MY ARMS TIMBALAND SCREAM YAEL NAIM NEW SOUL ONEREPUBLIC STOP AND STARE USHER LOVE IN THIS CLUB MARIAH CAREY TOUCH MY BODY COLBY O'DONIS WHAT YOU GOT ASHANTI THE WAY I LOVE YOU RAHEEM DEVAUGHN CUSTOMER FERGIE FINALLY JIMMY JAMES FASHIONISTA RADIOHEAD VIDEOTAPE PUFF DADDY I Need A Girl GOO GOO DOLLS STAY WITH YOU EL MUDO CHACARRON MACARRON LIL' WAYNE YOU AIN'T KNOW FLIGHT OF THE CONCHORDS BUSINESS TIME APRIL MARCH CHICK HABIT VAN MORRISON DANCING IN THE MOONLIGHT	Absolutly Correct (Only notes will be sent) Mostly Correct, yet... The lyrics are wrong Very Wrong Not the lyrics to SO SEDUCTIVE FREESTYLE (GAME DISS) Severity is 4 Artist Name Album Name Lyric Name Lyric Body Aww nigga do you Know who you wit It's M-E-M About to ride on this bitch With the .40 cal And them hollow tips It Brooklyn nigga we here to represent Cause I’m fresh like uh, Benz Coop uh Told you twice before that you don’t want none M-E-M I’m on that shit Cause you don’t want drama You just on my dick Hoes and hoes everybody knows That tried to chill cause your beef isn’t real But if the song keep it street we don’t press record But groupies like you just love perform well fuck it Kill the rap about the glock like you pop it out Because in Miami at the teley coping out Out in cal you know my twist I seen you in the LA you was acting like a bitch I say Jay-z first then seen you, but he keep it real but you You wanted truss, I guess you had a change of heart right from start You I really study my art broke you apart M-E-M, I ‘m back on that gangsta shit On my way, OT to see this prick Yeah you sold four mill, it don’t mean shit Every record that move you still o for six Cause 50 wrote every joint that on that disc Every record that move you know he’s getting rich So you can wrote a rhyme about that album didn’t sell Cause I’ll be richer than, even if they put me in jail I smoke like Bob Marley, shit I had cake when Boo use to rob you little niggas for your Barkley’s You dick rider screaming out eastside’s Cold young blood you stepping in the ring of fire 15 minute I know it was a gimmick Then I figure you faggot you just opening up business Nigga what’s next after the documentary give you a year or two you’ll become history C plus writing like govy is not a fighter Our maywheather you bet you not try us Minting young Bleek you loss sleep Cause you don’t want drama with the R-O-C See we bring guns to fist fights pinch you for a test Slugs that go thought that lil’ bean ass vest nigga No security I move on my on, Suge was on the beach and you niggas flew home I know you pussy you ain’t gangsta connected Crying to sleep get his nephew for protection what You know Bleek I don’t beef with beats So you can page who every and set a met pussy niggas You know what its about smart get well Marci a fella nigga You seen me twice you know what you said to me face to face You bitch ass nigga So you can lie to the public And make all them mean, tough face you want You and I both know you pussy, you don’t want no beef Holla at me nigga Notes Your Name Your Email Address
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