| Probability | Text |
|---|
| 96% | Get up and keep your hands on the edge of this. | ▶️ |
| 97% | Get on up and move your butt! | ▶️ |
| 94% | Honestly, Houston, how we doing guys? We're closing in on the module, and I'm happy to know that's fine, really cool. We'll be making our move in the command module. Let's get their hands brushed up, and we'll get a chance to know how you're doing. Roger that. | ▶️ |
| 100% | I'm going up over the curb driving on the meet again. Finally made it home, but I don't got the key to get in. | ▶️ |
| 97% | Get up! Get on your feet! | ▶️ |
| 97% | I like the music, what I'm saying I like the feeling, the soul of my thing It makes me feel like running Out on the dance floor, moving to the beat Tear it out, wear it loose, down and up Give it to yourself every body Get up high and in, love a crowd Get up low, get up high, love a crowd | ▶️ |
| 97% | Get up! Get on your feet! | ▶️ |
| 96% | Extreme messages, stop secret messages. Evil incidents, corrupted residents all over the world. Red snake to the shovel, sober. I dream chilling with my rain shovel. Pull a bear, please stop, stare at my motherfucking ass. I know you like it, asshole. Slend to my role and take a big bite of my soul when I'm cold but warm-hearted. Get it on and get it started. Come over here, you know where. And to the A, to the CKA, I'm tougher than a brother play. What you say? Breeze me up, beat me up to the mother shit. Boy, my life is shit. You breed up a mice to something everybody needs. | ▶️ |
| 98% | I smoked with a lot of college students. Most of them wasn't graduating and they knew it. You know them weed slang? Yeah boy, that's speaking fluent. I like to college dorm with my entourage from doing. Bigger they come harder they fall. That goes for knuckleheads, MCs, pussywalls and all. I lit my first L before I started to call. I got my ass wet when I had my first ball. But things changed since I was 12 years old. I specialize in recognize to every hit colds now. PPP the kind of niggas that have blood with your smoke blood with your later on stickers. Everything that's light green ain't the ball, bitch. I got different forms to make you lose your core, bitch. See my lips you ain't hitting unless you got tanned on it, get on it, or get the fuck out my sight. You ready to roll this weed up, nigga? Whatever. | ▶️ |
| 96% | Pump it up a little more, get the party going on the dance floor! | ▶️ |
