it's nothing to conceal
Oh, you've got to spiel it
Let me off uptown
rib joints, juke joints, hep joints
Where could a fella go to top it
If you »
Let Me off Uptown
Dynamic!
by Dakota Staton
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joint
The Flat Top Joint
The band starts rockin' at midnight
Boy, you know you can't stand still
They got barbecued ribs, beer and wine
Sometimes »
Flattop Joint
American Music
by The Blasters
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to shout is
Let me off uptown
If it's rhythm that you feel
Then it's nothing to conceal
Oh, you've got to spiel it
Let me off uptown
rib joints »
Let Me Off Uptown
Drummer Man
by Anita O'Day
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rib joints, juke joints, hep joints
Where could a fella go to top it?
If you want to pitch a ball
And you can't afford a hall
All you've got »
Let Me Off Uptown
Big City Rhythms
by The Maynard Ferguson Big Band
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rib joints, jukejoints, hep joints
Where could a fella go to top it?
If you want to pitch a ball
And you can't afford a hall
All you've got »
Let Me Off Uptown
Songs of New York
by Mel Tormé
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Have ya heard about a place in town
An eatin' place, drinkin' place of great renown
Ooh-wah, Ooh-wah
There is a rib joint where the folks all »
Between 18th and 19th on Chestnut Street
The Best of Bing [Hallmark]
by Bing Crosby
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Should of know it was gonna happen,
Bein' this close town.
Oh but I know a beer joint back in the woods,
That them city folks still ain't found.
You »
Ray Ray's Juke Joint
The Dollar
by Jamey Johnson
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Flair-laided Gucci joints, I never wore
I might give 'em to my brother-in-law
Fitzpatrick, ribs battered, worth more than Egyptian marrows
Borrow the God »
Stay True
Live in New York City
by Ghostface Killah
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and bits
Niggas still talk shit, but I pop 'em like a zit
Straight from the Bronx with the kids from the Now Rule
Together on the joint was a definite »
Punks Jump Up to Get Beat Down
In God We Trust
by Brand Nubian
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bloodied up clothes
You punched me in the head,
Beat me in the ribs,
Kicked me in the nose
'Cause I'm not gay
Nazi pig blessed hag, you'll be shot »
Eradicate Authority
Exploiting Dysfunction
by Cephalic Carnage
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plantatation mutilation
I felt the cool sensation of a knife point
slicin through the joint of each toe, each finger
each thumb and, face it that's for »
Strange Fruit
Word of Mowf
by Danja Mowf
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ribs
I'm sayin' do'
I got a couple hundreds, what it's hitting fo'
A rack of condoms and some fire girl lit
Now dim the lights and let me see you do »
My Hatin' Joint
Habits & Contradictions
by ScHoolboy Q
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on point, niggaz shoulda been on point
And the price paid was lookin down the barrel of a joint
We was dead meat, and them niggaz was wolves
But they didn't »
Respect Tha Drop
Bon Appetit
by O.C.
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With a hanger for the antenna, turned channels with some pliers.
Had nothin' in my cabinet, but cans of Raid.
I'm knockin' on my neighbor's door, »
Blowin' Up in the World
4, 5, 6
by Kool G Rap
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up
He popped up (oh shit!)
I'm like a crooked cop, Richard Gere
Big smirk on, getting' my cock sucked
He pulled the joint out, a bullet spun out »
Gihad
Only Built 4 Cuban Linx, Pt. 2
by Raekwon
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[Talking:]
I gave you prophesy on my first joint,
But you all lamed out,
It ain't really appreciated
The second one's out
Danger! SONGZ!
Your »
Wonder Woman
Trey Day
by Trey Songz
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been thinking about that shit you did
You wouldn'ta brought the joint, wit you kid,
Now I'ma have to get you kid, and split your wig, wit the machete »
Bring Your Whole Crew
Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood
by DMX
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Dig it
Respect how I'm living kid
Here forever, word up
Lubricated joints, ribbed joints is bangin
But they still playing the hotel door man »
America
America Is Dying Slowly
by Wu-Tang Clan
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I gave you prophesy on my first joint
But you all lamed out
It ain't really appreciated
The second one's out
Danger! Songs!
Your face is »
Wonder Woman [Radio Edit 1]
Wonder Woman
by Trey Songz
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right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers I pry apart you
Lump on your head designed by a bar stool
Designed by a cartoon
Before I need to be »
Session One
I'm Still #1
by Eminem
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barbeque ribs
Hit the bridge at 80, puffing a twig, listening to B.I.G.
The city lied on the side of my wig
I had to dig for the right street where my man »
9.99
Tragic Epilogue
by Antipop Consortium
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the kid
Never leave witnesses that knew what I did
You wanna harm me cat, bring five of your best
Put two in your ribs and five in your chest and five in »
F#! * Me, F#! * You
Double Up
by Mase
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I’m callin’ your bluff
I think that I could take him and to prove my point
I’ll challenge him in public (hit me homes)
YEAH THAT’S THE JOINT
So »
Rocky
Turtleneck & Chain
by The Lonely Island
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it`s time to throw joints
I cause havoc, the mic I grab is like savage
I invade the stage, and make you get off
The force is like a three-eight, »
Take a Rest
Step in the Arena
by Gang Starr
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ain't
Bitch spaces, niggas loading up they rib cages
Cats like to rip places
Bloody lip tastes, but the Cam is in big races?
But I stay in import »
Banned from TV
N.O.R.E.
by Jadakiss
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