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nigga, make his mama throw a fundraiser
7 Mile popstar, bitch, I'm Justin Timberlake (wow)
Fuck nigga throwin' salt, but ain't never killed a player (oh

is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every

Baby

LL Cool J

Exit 13

2008

LL
Radio killer
Yea,
Y'all think they can handle this one man
Alright
Call the radio and tell 'em this your song 
(This your song, this your

Baby [Rock Remix]

Richie Sambora

Exit 13

2008

LL
Radio killer yeah,
Y'all think they can handle this one man
Alright
Call the radio and tell them its your song 
(its your song, its your

Baby

LL Cool J

Exit 13 [Clean]

2008

LL
Radio killer
Yeh

y'all think they can handle this one man?
Alright
Call the radio and tell 'em this your song
This your song, this your song

Boy you need a GPS and it's so hard to find us
Justin Timberlake on your wrist like your fucking time's up
Remember turning her back on me now she wanna

Fire Squad

J. Cole

2014 Forest Hills Drive

2014

Justin Timberlake, Eminem, and then Macklemore
While silly niggas argue over who gone snatch the crown
Look around my nigga white people have snatched

Inner Voice

Adam Sandler

Stan and Judy's Kid

friend, sticks with me to the end
Thanks to him I'll never live on Ramen noodles again
And he's always by my side, every minute, every hour
Though it does

Justin Bieber's song
You're like Milli Vanilli
Kids love your jam and that's just fact
But when you're standing next to Justin
They're like "Whose dad is

Timothy Where You Been

Timbaland

Shock Value II [2-CD]

2009

a airplane, fuck I need a car fo'?
Ask Justin Timberlake is Timbaland great?
Y'all gotta deal with me, no handshake
Stand up nigga, rather have a stand off

up|Put your lighters up ya'll (ya'll)|Put your lighters up|This the Timothy song if ya don't bout me||Ya they call me Tim|VA's phenomenon|I kill em all

Put your lighters up ya'll (ya'll)
Put your lighters up
This the Timothy song if ya don't bout me

Ya they call me Tim
VA's phenomenon
I kill em all

if you wanted me then you should've just said
She's singing
Ah lahmlahlah

Don't fuck with my love
That heart is so cold
All over my home
I don't wanna

of a show
Hello, the name's Ghetto, Justin, Reggie
All the same fellow and I ain't mellow
Niggas trying to break me down, I ain't lego
He said I'm an angry

shouts out to Justin because he inspired this beat here
And he’s made so many beats over the years
He and I have so many songs together
And I swear they

Yeah, uh, this song is called Empty Thoughts, Part 2
You know what time it is
I guess it's just that time again
Yeah, oh yeah, it's that time, baby

James Taylor
He's probably the closest
Thing to a writer's perfect
Exemplification of the
Unconscious all the songs are
Like movies all you
Need to do is

him before

G H E double T and O!
Firing! I got that look in my eye again
Who’s Ghetts? I be the Risky Roadz guy again
If another emcee says there

know they all done with bots
I can't be stopped by no brigades or any other ops
Lethal as grenades, dropped by planes on every other block
Equal

Justin Timberlake
I brought sexy back
But I don't wanna get caught in the trap
It's no biggie, I got two packs
And I put it on and like Santa Claus
I won't

chicken and chips
Like an eedyat, I started chewing
Woke up, started spewing
Thinking when is all this gonna end?
I had to open them up then wrap them again

Ivanka, stiff arm her while I'm hittin' on Melania
And this song's for all ya

'Cause nobody likes me, everybody hates me
They want me to go eat some

smoke again
Ayo, who's that, it's Lil EZ
Back from the dead, eggs over easy all over his head
I can cook you an omelette and shove it down your throat

Karma

The Last Emperor

Music, Magic, Myth [Bonus CD]

2003

and over again now
(For all the women and men)
Over and over and over and over again now
(Here we go again)

[Verse 1]
He was a fly young cat, 23 to be exact