Sunday, October 11, 2009, 2:57 PM
Do You Right
I got a question
You like it wet son?
I'll have you gliding in my water slide
Hurricane Harbor aint got shit on this water ride
Have you ever got head in the air babe
I'll have you feel like I st... stormed on your airplane
I got a tight grip
Don't make me slip
All off the bed
Hanging off the edge
Parachuter I'm try'na jump out the clothes
On to the dick and it's super thick
Push it in I'll poke it out
Talking shit I'll show you out
Smack on it while it's in your mouth
In the corner
Back arched head down hair pulled up into a pony tail
Slide my ass all down on your stomach
I want to feel it all all in my stomach
Slam all the weight on you
Open your mouth let it out
Sonic the clit pinch on the nips
Suck on the neck got you callin me your bitch
Lets go again your a pro at it
In the shower now
I'm a do you right
Let me oil you down
You can spend the night
Your spoiled now
Heroin on speed dial and redial
I must be nice
I'll bring the heat you the ice
Your sexy as fuck
And I'm ready to fuck
Labels: do you right, grown folk business, heroin jadore
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Friday, October 9, 2009, 11:06 PM
09 Bonnie and Clyde
You got me wrapped around you like tootsie paperPut a ring around me like a life saver
My savior, elevator, motivator
I cant see how I could replace ya
I heart you
Before you came along
I vowed to never trust any man
And you proved me all wrong
I trust you more than fam
Never let me fall
There when I call
Always on time
See you soon never good byes
Damaged so many wounds
Concealed so many cries
How you handle us
Whether it's business or pleasure-ous
You provide just because
You couldn't see me without
And when your in a drought
I'll empty the clip out for my clyde
That's my word to the sky
I'll Ride or Die
Labels: 09 bonnie and clyde, grown folk business, heroin jadore
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, 7:09 PM
Where You At?
Where you at I can't see you
dressed in all black me and my crew
we in here pay attention
come around here end up missing
I'm from that 443 home of the Heroin
Making niggas overdose that's why we call it Murdaland
It's Barbie BITCH
From the hair to the socks
Belt buckle to the knot in my pocket
I don't sag I got proper bitch swag
Pardon my bags...
Gucci Louie Marc Jacobs bitch
In All black with the hater blockas
Paparazzi try'na stop us
Call the coppas yo, I'm puttin on a show
Make sure you turn on channel 9 news
We pack magz that'll put your life on snooze
Oh Wee.. geeze she can't be that "crack"
:| Naw bitch rewind the track
Like fab holla back
& watch me watch me
Throw it in the bag
Heroin Jadore Tek Knowledge do the math
Kontraban we right here ma'fucka
Where you at?
Not here ma'fucka
Labels: grown folk business, heroin jadore, where you at
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Friday, October 2, 2009, 7:44 PM
Grown Folk Business
We stay fly homeboy like we've flown to the moon
This is grown folk talk
You need to go to the room
This is grown folk business
This is grown folk business
See us in the street
You either with us or against us
If against us stay out of grown folk business
This is grown folk business
This is grown folk business
YEah...
I heard em bumpin at the gums
They got alot of street talk
but no credibility
yall niggas killen me
illest thing i ever seen
a trapper claiming they so mean
but when my hand touched my inseam
crickets all she said to me
fuck it, i should let her be
she aint ready to bang wit me
I'll make her a collectable
zip lock her like a vegetable
dump her where it's undetectable so unacceptable
now hit the L and make a toast
realest shit I ever wrote
what can't you under stand
you either down with the movement
or liable to get can'ed
you buying pounds
what you talking we get grams
bank account on zoom
this is grown folk talk kids stay in your room
Labels: grown folk business, heroin jadore
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Monday, September 28, 2009, 11:25 PM
We Don't Give a Fuck
Bar fights all night fightin in the club
Start shit spark shit we don't give a fuck
Boss right all night reaching for the gun
Knock a hater off cuz we don't give a fuck
Call it how i see it
Fuck you if you aint Riding to the top
Same grain different grade when the heat pop
Cold summer hot winter when ever she drop
Every body asking when Heroin coming out?
I'm here now
Take a cheer now
Beware now how it's bout to be un-fair now
You try'na block a dame you can't even cock a dame
I bag broads so vicious I got model aim
Wrap the louie around my neck
Chuck the deuces at the set
Go out back sit on my deck
Smoke dat purp it get my panties wet
Hit my nigga tek let's go to the bar
Tonight I'm feeling like a super star
We ride around with stupid cars
Dumb tents
Ignorant speakers
Retarded wheels
I got a hooked on phonics automobile
My automatic could kill
No auto-tune I got skills
& hyper with out the pills
It's kontraban nigga chill
Labels: grown folk business, heroin jadore, We Dont Give A Fuck
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Sunday, September 27, 2009, 3:26 PM
Get Ya Weight Up
I'm jamming on these burnt toast niggas
Ms. Butters Worth Syrup
Yup I'm a bad bitch so I boast nigga
You want beef? I am beef...
Your just a jerk see
Bet your bottom dollar thirsty ass can slurp me
I pour salt on your slugs
Treat you like you came from bacon throw you in the mud
Now you got a reason to start hating pig
I'll blow your house down
Slip through your window smack you with the pipe
Slow Down Nigga!
Should of made it sturdy
Trust nothing less then a brick
That's my ma'fuckin word B
You heard me... I'm from the dirty
Murda Land the capitol
Fuck around I'll cap you off
Head in the sink I'll water tap you off
Yup Tuna Can your guttz
Peel your front to the back of ya
When it comes to stackin bra
You even dress like an amateur
New balance kid.. no red labels
You clearance shopping got 5 outfits from the sales table
Shrunk after washing one time
Then you right back...
Saying oooh I don't got this color in this shirt yet
Stay fronting like you got billionaire guap
Go to High-school for that lunch food?
Nigga Stop!
You eating pizza and nuggets over your spot nigga
Get your weight up
Your Play doe figure
Molded ass...
Get Ya Weight Up Nigga
Labels: get ya weight up, grown folk business, heroin jadore
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Friday, September 25, 2009, 2:41 PM
Such a Stranger
I never thought you could be a stranger to me
When we first met you were such an angel to me
Had me wide open my fam was dying to meet you
Now I figured out you were just a secret
All the flowers all the cards eventually stopped
No more walks in the parks just walks down the block
Down memory lane got me puffin more jane
Atleast I aint got to worry about her changing
Now every day I swear it's the same thing
I don't even notice you... what's your name fam?
You walking around here like you famous
You going loco? I gave you that fame shit..
And I can act an ass too; all the way
Who gassed your head up damn that where she stay
Never mind be with her
I hope that she's fly... mami said never talk to strangers so good bye
Labels: grown folk business, heroin jadore, such a stranger
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Wednesday, September 16, 2009, 11:08 PM
Preach
Niggas playin games but they really don't want it
Cold cock smack they head off
Top you bust the lead off
Call you soggy leave you dangling
With ya head soft
Should of never fronted if you didn't want to be confronted nigga
Yeah... We'll toss you down the hill
& Can yo ass up like enfamil slut
Didn't know you were fuckin wit the bad guys
Say hello to the baddest bitch alive Me
Preach-
I'll exercise ya neck
Have your whole throat open
Wind blowin, put my hand through & pat your back
Bitch
I'll nike you in check
Then over you i step
Keep it moving Mary J. said it best
Slut
Then down the block i stroll
On the lexus wheels I roll
Color Champagne, my ho's call it gold
Bitch
Walk in the corner store
Get a grape white owl
& a cherry slush to go
Slut
Talk is cheap as shit
What happened to the action
Go from a G to this
I'd rather get the fuckin clappin
Bitch
Every dealt with a snitch?
How many threads will it take to close your lips
Slut
Show you how i toss em
Fold em & place em
Like a world pool I'll hand wrap you a face lift homie
Body put away slumped over decapitated
Rotten in your own cold ass basement
Bitch ... Preach
Labels: grown folk business, heroin jadore, Preach
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Sunday, September 13, 2009, 10:51 PM
Bad Bitch Collector
Bad Bitch Collector
I'm a I'm a Bad Bitch Collector
I'm recruiting all the bad bitches
Down to smash bitches
Eat it up bed room slut
Slappin ass bitches
Collecting all the bad bitches
Only bad bitches
Collecting all the bad bitches
Only Bad bitches
Dayum...
Let me get my trap set
Bad bitches on the loose
So i leave a weed trail leading to some grey goose
Crushed rose peddles
Leading to a bubble bath
Vicky oil sent to pour on the titties and the ass
I love it wet I love it tight
I make it real juicy
Feel like I put a straw in that grape fruit pussy
Go so hard
Eat it till it's all gone
Wake up in a pretzel
Like dayum where the pussy go
Bad bitches tryna fuck me
Who am I to say no
I green light bitches
Get Ready Set Go!
Luda had em pussy poppin on a hand stand
I'm an intruder
Get er stickier then a wet stamp
Labels: bad bitch collector, grown folk business, heroin jadore
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Tuesday, September 8, 2009, 11:16 PM
In the Clouds Again
Silly Me
(i'ts peaceful in the clouds)
I'm floating in the clouds again
(hey hey hey)
I try to come down
(i try to come down)
But everyone keeps bothering
(stop bothering me)
Thanks to the light green i'm on sky beam
No peer pressure come join the moon bounce team
Peaceful up here
Stressful down there
Every body running around mad
Like who the fuck cares?
Baby daddy illen over dumb shit
Your drunk uncle on his bum tip
Still wishing that you cheated
Little sister walking around with 5 kids
Singing conceited... what the fuck is this shit
Whole fam using you as an ATM
Got dayum your best friend fucked your fuck friend
Finally found out word
Who shot your little cousin
(dayum)
Life is so fucked up
Your boss keeps writing you up
Got a million Traffic tickets piling up
& you wonder why the fuck...
Yo ... I'm in the clouds again
Grab the game lets spark it up
Mutha fucka's know that my climates up
Silly you for thinking I do angel dust
Only need the kushington for my brains to bust
& your time is up
We in the clouds again
Panama Red know what time it is
In my hawt rod
Wit a hot broad & a phattie
She said light me, I said gladly
If it's so wrong why does it calm me down
I put the loud in the owl & in the clouds i drown
You acting rude with that dude you need to smile
Come to my session... We BONG it out!!!
Even in a cigarillo she draws a crowd
Even in a swisher sweet she'll make you clown
So when you feeling down
People on your nerves
Or just need to vacate nigga roll some herbs
Labels: grown folk business, heroin jadore, in the clouds again
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Wednesday, August 12, 2009, 11:43 PM
Lock and Load
Crystal clear set my aim
Thought that bitch wasn't that insane
I'll dust that ass off the frame
Take you high push you off a plane
Pull up in the 09 range rover
Roll over your face
Guts splattering
Now did I ask you for a paint job?
No I didn't now I'm mad
Really mad
Fuck it where the kids at?
Unfortunate miss-hap
Massacre on the news
Dayum... who did that?
Yo that bitch bad
Laid the whole fam flat
Aye-
I put dotted lines in your bandana bitch
Lookin like the oblongs all dismantled bitch
I'm a complication wit the hammers call me hazardous
Me plus these divide your body into angel dust
Lock & Load
Load & Lock ya bones out of place
While ya bitch in my bed
Giving me face
I'll diminish your waste
I put on for my state
Heroin is the case
Murdaland on you apes
Labels: grown folk business, heroin jadore, lock and load
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Tuesday, July 28, 2009, 11:49 PM
Play Some Games
Monopoly, property, handle me, Scrabble me
No Solitaire I want you here
Ace of spades let's play some games
Dominoes, anything goes, Battle Ship, Scramble this
Shoot my Ladder it doesn't matter
Marco Polo babe let's play some games
Let's play House play Cat Chase Mouse
I'll unbutton my blouse have the girls Peek-a-Boo out
Let's play Hide n Seek and creep in the back
I got that lean in my lap that'll make you Beam when I Clap
Let's play Doctor
You be the patient
I'm gonna make you feel better you have to have patience
Make me Rain Dance cause you got that Hangman
Come to my Candy Land
I'm just try'na play dayummm...
Have you wrapped up like a swisher
Make me beg for it let's play Sorry
Your the master stroker Strip Pokers just your hobby
Paint to your Balls
Pick up Stix in my walls
Wheel of Fortune, Hall of Fame
Lets play a game
Labels: grown folk business, heroin jadore, play some games
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Friday, July 24, 2009, 7:30 PM
Take Me 2 Your Planet
Take me to the moon
I wanna touch the stars
Take me to your planet
I... heard all real men come from mars x2
Ask me any questions that you think you need to know
Ask me my measurements and how far i'll let you go
Down till you reach the creamy spot in the middle
My Milky-way likes you,
So to your planet I'll go
You are George Jetson fly sir
How you doin?
Can i get your signature can i move in
You got that wing span
I can tell you're from the Galaxy
Shorty try'na starBURST ya
You can't be mad at me
I see on your space ship with the custom spinners
I be on my saucer shit flying over pretty niggas
To bad they're grounded and can't have me for dinner
Damn! Earthlings are boring...
I need a pluto dude so he can have me snoring
Have me throwing up star clusters in the morning
I get sponge bob wet it's just a warning
Take me to your planet
I'll moon bounce you i'm so horny
^_^
Labels: grown folk business, heroin jadore, take me 2 your planet
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Friday, July 17, 2009, 11:56 PM
Pray
Clasp my hands together
As I bow my head
Without God in my Life
I'd be dead...
So I pray
Can I live One More Day
When it rains it pours
Well it floods my ass
Body Hurting from the pressure
Like I've been walking through tough glass
Cut me very slowly ...I ask
I don't want to go down for the count
I figured life would stop cutting me if i figured it out
My brain is so punctured
My eyes have seen
So many bad deeds
With their diamond cut structure
Why look at the sun that's so beautiful
When the thick layers of life
Cut through my cuticles
& My hands have been used as tools
Then they ask why I smoke so much weed
Because life is a knife and internally I bleed
So I pray
Labels: grown folk business, heroin jadore, pray
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