| Quote | Song | Album |
|---|
| 'We came through the storm/ Nooses on our necks/ And a small pox blanket to keep us warm...' | |
| 'My new lady gave me a Mercedes and a necklace with a solid gold key/ Like the starter of a car/ The opener of a door/ Or two pounds of raw...' | |
| 'With my ghetto broad/ And she's so plain/ Got a couple scars/ And one of those long names...' | |
| 'I'm tryna stop lying like I'm Mumm Ra/ But I'm not lying when I'm laying on the beat/ En Garde...' | |
| 'Nothing's really as it seems/ Yeah I should've known that/ Thought I called an Angel/ Devil's had my phone's tapped...' | |
| 'What does it matter where your purse from/ Your hair done/ Your nails did/ Your ass phat/ But you're dumb...' | |
| 'You see what my problem is/ I don't know where my papa is...' | |
| 'Guess who's back in the house/ With a bunch of souvenirs/ And a smile for ya mouth...' | |
| 'Do this one thing for me/ Out of the trillions of the numbers that's in the world/ Just leave me a few/ That leads to you...' | |
| 'Hold up ya chain/ Slow motion through the flames/ Cue the smoke machine/ And the simulated rain...' | |
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