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The Lost Tapes (Compilation Album)

by Decent Company (Various Artists)

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LYRICS: Yeah yeah Fuckin ignorant shit Picture me on some fuckin Gold mansion Golden pillars Bitches with feathers feedin’ me grapes type shit I got visions of me loungin Golden pillars in my houses Stole ya bitches they my bouncers They holdin figures n my ounces Them bitches be feedin me grapes All of them bitches be lickin my face Them bitches be down with the tape All of them bitches be diggin in crates, ay Stick to dealin, figured fuck a deal Ain't appealin when u fukn real Cousin, love ain’t in this thug religion Give a shit bout what the fuck you feel Won't get by if I ain't stackin figures Give a fuck about ya bitch opinions Won't deny it, I know why they hate it This shit gotchu thinkin, how the fuk you livin I’m pushin em, pushin them things I'm pushin them things Im pickin up bread The sugar, the sugar, the rings The sugar, the rings I stick up the set I picture them, picture them things I picture them things I'm sick in the Head I think of these, think of these things I think of these things I pick up the pen Sick of givin no receivin I be takin then i'm leaving I be eatin all 4 seasons It remind me why i'm breathin I be livin for the heathens Demon, yeah i got my reasons Speakin, hussle in my thesis Know da company be decent Beat da beat up into pieces Fuck your missus, fuck your mums n Fuck your daughter, fuck your neices On her knees she call me jesus, Jesus christ she want the penis, Men are from mars i’m goin to venus, On this face you see the genius, Even the gods they can’t defeat us I’m pushin em, pushin them things I'm pushin them things Im pickin up bread The sugar, the sugar, the rings The sugar, the rings I stick up the set I picture them, picture them things I picture them things I'm sick in the Head I think of these, think of these things I think of these things I pick up the pen Ay She don’t like makeup on I don’t like that either I like to see her walk naked in my adidas She knows how to turn the heat up And I know how to fuck the street up My niggaz be movin that thang Pushin that thang n rockin that thang And when we hit the club we makin it rain Makin it rain I know bitches that dance I know Niggas that stand In the corner And they all about it Yeah I said they all bout that All about that Iggie thuggish shit They ain’t with that talkin shit I swear to god you run yo mouth you gonna get it Some of us are known for makin ‘em hits, ah And some of us are known for stealin your bitch Why you bitchin, B-b-b-bitchin Why you bitchin, B-bitchin Why you bitchin, B-b-b-bitchin We killin shit my nigga why you bitchin Why you bitchin Why you bitchin n shit Why you bitchin Why you snitchin n shit Why you bitchin Why you bitchin n shit Why you bitchin So why you bitchin n shit Yeah yeah I’m pushin em things Shit Why you bitchin n shit Yeah Decent company bitch That shit was decent Yeah that shit was decent as fuck yeah Morris b Uncle Nameless Iron Monkey bitch
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LYRICS: I be hybernatin gettin high Penetratin somethin fly Somethin fly Fly fly fly... I be I be hybernatin gettin high Penetratin somethin fly Somethin fly Uncle nameless ya’heard… I be I be hybernatin gettin high Penetratin somethin fly Somethin fly Fly fly fly... I be I be hybernatin gettin high Penetratin somethin fly You gotta be special to be on our team ya heard My mind’s fucked up in the cloud Kickin back with OG’s All they do is smoke trees All they want is stress free Can’t get that from the streets Fightin with the police No peace No love Mama can I get, Mama can I get I said mama can I get, mama can I get One last hug... If niggas don’t kill me, the police don’t get me I wanna get litty, I wanna get freaky I wanna be silly and smack on her booty And flex on the gram Life is too short don’t be wasting my time I’m one of a kind I switch up my flow like I switch up my clothes I be hybernatin gettin high Penetratin somethin fly Somethin fly Fly fly fly... I be I be hybernatin gettin high Penetratin somethin fly Somethin fly Fly fly fly fly All of my life I been strugglin cousin I really don't think I’m alright Lord I need somethin to help me get through it Forgive me for sinnin, won't lie I need some pussy before I get caught by the police And locked up for life I need some money to splash on that iggy shit Hurry I think I’m gon’ die I been so high that my head in the clouds It ain’t nothin I really ain’t phased I won’t deny that I know why they hate it I really don't think I can change Somehow it’s workin, I really aint certain Ain’t certain that I can maintain I know that I’m gon’ be dead By the time that I learn from my fkn mistakes, yeah... This is how we livin, money, bitchez, figures Haters hatin how we live It ain't nothin to me how we livin cousin Satan made us how we is Drinkin spirits till they speakin in my ears Hybertanin I ain't listenin, shhhh Lost a lot of brother's, shed to many tearz Drugz n pussy makin muthafukaz wierd
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LYRICS: Ahhhhh.. Girl I want you To Put your Pussy in my face In my face Pussy in my face In my Skrrr Pussy in my face In my face Pussy in my face Gimme faith Put-Put-Put it in my face lemme taste it D-D-Don’t ask how it taste bitch If it taste good imma eat it If-If I like it can I keep it Chain you up then I hang you up Till I feel every drip on my face bitch Yeh it’s Morris B I’m on my freak shit I’m I’m I’m I’m on my freak shit Yeah I like what I like A freaky bitch yeah that’s what I like Yeah I like what I like A freaky girl yeah That’s what I like Pussy in my face yeah that’s what I like If she look like Angie that’s what I like Taste like candy that’s what I like A-A-A-Ayyy thats what I like Pussy in my face In my face Pussy in my face In my mthfkn face Pussy in my face In my face In my face Pussy in my face Thats what I like Gimme faith I need some bitchz with figures She bout the image and digits Bitches on Gucci and Coco Bitches that eat other bitches She-she-she look so delicious Bitchz that be bout they business She got a boyfriend at home though Them nickaz I'm fin to Yo hold up, hold up, hold up Take off yo panties n hand me ya number coz i need some Pussy in my face In my face Pussy in my face Gimme faith Pussy in my face In my face Pussy in my face Gimme faith Tasteless…. Ohhhh shit
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LYRICS: Yo Uncle Nameless Yo B wassup You know we ain’t thirsty Nah man chill I mean shiiit are we Man we just sayin the shit these muthafukaz were thinkin Haha that bitch is fine tho Yeah she is Damn she got some ass man I don’t fuck with these bitches though Yeah I feel you It’s like Damn The pussy look edible Bitch I’m the man I lounge on a pedestal It’s like Damn The pussy look edible Bitch I’m the man I lounge on a pedestal Oh Yeah who the fuck What the fuck Yeah Said she wanna love I just wanna fukk Grapez Imma hit that up lemme hit that blunt Said she wanna love I just wanna fukk Yeah who the fuck What the fuck Yeah Said she wanna love I just wanna fukk Grapez Imma hit that up imma hit that up Said she need some love I don’t give a fuck Some pussy in my face Oh Picture me loungin Between 2 golden pillars Bitches with feathers feedin me grape type shit You know I love that shit It’s ya Uncle Nameless The worlds greatest connoisseur of women Reek of steez yeah I need cologne Damn G O D fkn G L O Wow Full of style yeah I’m full of taste Really I’m full of shit Fuck yo bitch said she love my tape Really I’m cool as shit Damn That pussy look edible Bitch I’m the man I lounge on a pedestal It’s like damn That pussy look edible Bitch I’m the man Oh Yeah I was thinkin bout yo pussy everyday Used to hit you up for pussy every night Used to think about your pussy in my face Now I need some other pussy on the side Used to love when we kick back you feed me grapes But fkn one bitch ain’t enough to feed my ego Say you love me I dont really feel the same I love myself oh nothin else can come between though He’s certainly the most handsome man in your files He’s certainly the most utterly no good I wanted to hit around But that shit unforgettable I hit it one time It got stuck on my mind That pussy so powerful That pussy so edible If you were mine I lounge on a pedestal You would worship me And cherish me I’ll be your king I’ll be your G Bow down to me Bow down to me You don’t know whatchu do to me Everytime you come around I feel like a little kid Your like my favourite toy I like to play witchu girl I like To play With you Girl It’s Morris B the muthafukin king How can anyone blame her for being dazzled
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