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get right for a night
Passionate love making by the camp fire, uh
Touchin' your body and kissing your neck
Caressing your legs, adapting to the sound

get right for a night
Passionate love making by the camp fire, uh
Touchin' your body and kissing your neck
Caressing your legs, adapting to the sound

The chemistry is extreme
Like fire and gasoline
She gives me behind the scenes
She could be on magazines
She could for real chase that green
By being on silver

"Here is a quick look at the
Use of guns in the
Last twenty-four hours three police officers
Shot and wounded in the
Space of an hour last night

Big Business

Tear Da Club Up Thugs

Crazyndalazdayz [Clean]

1998

a nigga blow, and his cheese, and dem cigarettes
Put the gun up to his nose
Tie him up from head to toe
Strap his body in a bag
Throw him in a fire
Call my

Stray

Jason Michael Carroll

Numbers

2011

perfect body, I just couldn't reach your heart
And that fire that burns between us
Slowly faded in the dark

[Chorus]
You're gonna stray and leave me

traps was blowing my Mind
The kingdom at hand when lyricist Rhyme
Only the real is serving they time
Was giving they life but you left Them behind
Yeah

Cherokee Highway

Western Flyer

Decade of Hits

1995

filled with all they shared,
Just two dark sides to Cherokee Highway,
But black or white, the blood still runs red.

Now the fire, is at the fuse, in

I know that time is gonna do what time does 
And by now baby you should have made your mind up 
Protect yourself but don't self destruct 
Don't play

catch a vibe 
Overseas 

We do it so easily 
(Yeah)
We pulling up 
No flash's please 

The shit is real 
I'm swimming deep
(Deep deep)
No navy seal
On me

pay, you gotta lotta shit to say
I want the mansion by the lake, want no confrontation with the fake
Rock bottom lookin' up, I'ma get there, I pray, yeah

they see us
Fire, propane, gaso!
Lean bodies, Shea butter, Cocoa Beans
Braids, locks, Gold, Flex, Drip, Swag, Mutha Fucka Gucci Bag!
Got damn!

Don't

put me deep in the game, I'm in the fast life
Glock 40 on my side, I keep that thang cocked ready
Cause I ain't tryna be found ducked taped over by

Is that my past, the night sky, or what I get for thinking I could be a nice guy 
Nice try, shady acts through pipeline... now excuse me for being

commit the crime of love

Body over mind
Rape the one's who ain't your kind
Take the pure as prisoner
Toss them in and watch them burn
I don't see

Jet Li
This is my time you dealing wit hot fire
If it aint top line first class I wont fly
Like men jeans you could call me a tight pair
Flow real dope

is grills and gold, and pressin these doors
(shorty) and cakin these hoes
Ima pimp, I spend my time makin these hoes

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Nobody loves

n***as sit on your ass
I just pulled up in a big body jag 
on the way to the top got my foot on the gas 
Didn't play by the rule, man a n***a was bad
Ask

like a elephant
I'm never out of my element
Keep the fire water and the earth is on me
100 grand for the diamond dance
Give her one more chance
She gone

a windmill 
I know they pride hurt 
I'm too fire by now they know the drill 
A composer usually with composure but this is how I was built 
You always looking

bitch you is hurt
I got it out the mud these niggas be mad
And if you run up this 40 kick back
Vic pull up hit you with a ball bat
Vargas pull up he gone

to cover oceans
The Debree clears they notice their queen is gone
The kingdom cheered the victory on as her parents mourned
They assume she died no body was

to love? Put up a fight?
Unless the tug of war go tug on heart strings, and
What's a body born to take a bite gon' do (And so, our shadow)
When if the time

Game on, not weight down by that metal
That I carry on me
Aim on, never get near when
I cover this place
Spraying shots like a tommy
Stay strong,