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Freestyle Missing You

in my heart I just wanna let you know The love that we once shared is everything That there's nothing to compare 'Coz I'm missing you so bad Now that you

on dat nigga, make yo mommas momma getchya Hope you got yo killers witcha, hope you got yo niggas witcha Hope your goons ridin witcha, they gon fuckin miss you

hood Cause that was good for her, she was becomin well rounded I thought it was dope how she was on that freestyle shit Just havin fun, not worried about anyone And you

you better sit down and listen And I hear I sound like Bootsie, what the heck am I missing? End up catchin live bait what the heck am I fishing? And if you

jumping off the dresser I see you like my money girl I give you a lecture That ass so fine make you watch it like a Sony First you grab up my hair then you

underground Original, pure untampered and down sister Boy, I tell ya, I miss her Yes, yes, y'all and you don't stop 1, 2, y'all and you don't stop Yes, yes, y'all and you

but don't really know what you be talkin about You should retire, get that complimentary watch, be out! Yo, with the quickness, so swift you miss this

folks Cool when I write mine, never coulda missed this Damn right when you think seditious And I move swiftly, you can't get with me The triple six moved quick but missed

's stepped in I stomp em down to the lowest You the slowest rapper that I met, but you owe us all a favor Not to, jet (nah you ain't goin nowhere) Not until you show us you