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Squeeze Hits Of The Year

gun His shout for attention had everyone stunned Hands on our heads, there's a new kind of fear We're over a barrel with the hits of the year Held up

we all quarterbacks and y'all gotta receive it But they don't catch it till a year later Minds kill, niggas lost so they gotta catch up like Hossfield Your team don't squeeze

question Always follow the plan close, don't go in guessin' (duh!) Security codes nobody knows So when the janitor's about to leave squeeze one in his

philosophies an' hypothesis Can't define how I be droppin' these mockeries Lyrically, perform armed robbery Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits

your son right there His body, his brains and his long wife there Ain't 'bout to let no nigga play me fuck that there They find you smelling like a skunk Same time next year

bottles with those who left here The best years, wearin' a ****proof vest years The aim for the head and chest years What's your name? Make your name known For the next year

high prophecies can't define it how I be droppin these mockeries, lyrically, perform armed robbery Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits

her by the hand, and spit the game plan Then she said (Dammmmmmmmmn) but I'm not Fabolous I'm more extravagent than Cardier glasses The party of the year

we all quarterbacks and y'all gotta receive it But they don't catch it till a year later Minds kill, niggas lost so they gotta catch up like Hossfield Your team don't squeeze