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I Set My Friends On Fire Other

Fresh, Now Watch Me Jock Jocking On Them Haterz Man When I Do Dat Soulja Boy I Lean To The Left And Crank Dat Thang (Now You) I'm Jocking On Yo xxxxx

I'll pull my jeans below my waist, And give yo tounge a sour sour taste. Not of this drink, but of my skeet, Now watch me alternate my feet. (Chorus)

She left us, now the roads open two new billboards Watch the windows pass, the old ones by She left us, switch your lanes without checking the rear view

bitch knees weak. I'm in my caddilac, chillin like a fat mac, Smokin on a fat sac, drinkin on a pint of 'yac. I pick up my car phone 'cause a freak beeped

I'm down for my set I'm a vet smokin' on a wet cigarette (who these niggas think they are) (wishin' on a ghetto star i represent my tar) I start bustin

. I'll leave you scratching, gasping, screaming, screaming... I was lost until, I found myself inside of you. My friend, my love, my life, my... truth be told I would, Set my whole world on

but a people's jam It's DJ Run-DMC rockin without a band Now I walked on ice and never fell I spent my time in a plush hotel I stood on many stages,

button to let the roof on the 'Lac down I'm on the road doin shows puttin my mack down Mississippi to Philly Albuquerque to Chatt Town [Hook] I got the

mean you're alive. Don't worry bout me, and who I fire I get what I desire, it's my empire And yes I call the shots, I am the umpire I sprinkle holy