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or tinder?
TIM:  I... am an enchanter.
ARTHUR:  By what name are you known?
TIM:  There are some who call me... Tim?
ARTHUR:  Greetings, Tim the Enchanter.

Skoal: The Grundy County Spitting Incident

Cledus T. Judd

Cledus Country

1999

Parody of Sold: The Grundy County Auction by John Michael Montgomery (R. Fagan/R.Royer), Of Music (ASCAP)/RobbRoy West Music (BMI)

New Lyrics

[Secretary]Mr. Chandler, Mr. Ward's here to see you.
[Tim Chandler]Hey MC!
[mc chris]Tim, Tim Chand-MC Chris in the house.
[Tim Chandler]Haha, yeah.

when I draw down with this AR-15
Nigga, AR with me, strip nigga, porn star with me
Quick draw McGraw with me, came over, flip cars with me

Yeah,

The Unit was coached by Phil Jackson
The N was raw, it's Tim McGraw
Them Henny caps was spinnin' off
You had beef and niggas saw you?
They smacked you

North East South West

I keep it country boy
Like Tim McGraw
Undelay on this dick girl yee haw
Haters  trying to hate
Knocked in the jaw
That's  what you

Mr. Pretender

KB

Weight & Glory

2012

innocent
I can, I can get you right
Me and my homie, endorphins are air tight
Pleasure's what I swear by
My one code there's no code
Do what thou will

Those are facts so I don't wanna hear
All this big money shit like
You be hustlin' matter of fact
You say one thing I don't like tonight
I'ma be petty

component
On that ass
Sho' make you wanna blast fool don't it

The south is on fire, 'cause I see smoke
Don't nobody panic ain't no one get choked
Whoever

on all of y'all
Country girl, singing Tim McGraw
I might pass the bitch like Pau Gasol
Kobe Bryant how a nigga ballin
Tony Hawk how a nigga grindin

whole Bad Boy shit, we come to bring it to y'all niggas
Me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever, Black Rob
If you wanna dance, we dance (come on)

Now trick

Been Around the World

The Notorious B.I.G.

No Way Out

1997

whole Bad Boy shit, we come to bring it to y'all niggas
Me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever, Black Rob
If you wanna dance, we dance (come on)

Now trick

no drive-by's
We walked over

COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas

Boing, Boing

RZA

The World According to RZA

2003

[Intro: Tim Westwood (Mr. Tibbs) {Skinnyman ]

Yo this is Westwood

I'm at Radio 1 just doin' my thing tonight

And just walked into this

forget, Bolo, Footloose
You know, the incomparable DJ G.I
Kim Lumpkin, Bizzy, Spores (you heard)
Marcus, Mr. Mark Pitts, L.A. Reid
Drew, Tyvee, Success,

Elements

Method Man

Tical 2000: Judgement Day

1998

the panty raider 

Get shortys mad, they curse you wild on your sky pager 

Stankin' ass 

[Polite] 

Yo Mr. Big Mouth, better duck down or bite

city, no, Mr. Government
But, it's the holidays, everybody broke, so you knowin' that's why it's trouble sent
I'm Rolls Royce ridin', please don't tell

Music Makes Me High

Afrika Bambaataa

Eastside

2003

and hidin
 is you gonna start your slippin and slidin
 man I thought you had this game in a snag
 How do it feel with real niggas in your ass
 Listen Mr

Too high to care
Got no one anywhere
Tim McGraw on the air
So far from sober
Got a little left over
She said, "Take it for me
My parents are awake

we missed the spotlight
coulda been a hit by
Faith and Tim McGraw
We coulda been a Country song

They coulda played us all over town
Til they tore that

DMs with they friends
Sayin that shit never happen to them
Never said a name 
So why are you mad again?
Reacting at Tim
Guess their guilty
They want

pummel horse is real big, the same thing to make trust fall
[?], beat by the benz, the eyes are like frogs
You're a tadpole nigga, an asshole nigga 
I'll

claws are the new bouquets 

Number ones black cherry
Followed by that mango
Also raspberry
She don't fuck with lime though

Rubies in jacuzzis
Beach day

main but she looking at muah 
I might just sing to your bitch like McGraw
Tim, your chances are slim
Ran off on the plug again
Just hit up Cole to get