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to the hood, then sell them
Fam come first, you never fail them
Rebellious, always respect my elders
That's why I might treat you like I'm careless
Sold
Bigga baby, ball like a dawg
It's enough of me to go 'round for both of y'all
Me and my clique, we the t-shirt gang
50 niggas deep, going "bang bang
I’m that brown boy from Africa I don’t know why I landed in africa But I’m proud to be an African I gat dreams gigantical You can call me master you
of greggery peccary!
Oh, here comes greggery,
Little grecgery peccary
The nocturnal gregarious
Wild swine
A peccary
Is a little pig
With a white collar
That
probably like, damn, yo
"Why little Bobby didn't come to school today?"
On the real, I was doin' anything to run away
And that's the same reason kids
playing strings
I'm like
What is that? I think I could go higher!
Oh, shit! Why'd you do that?!
I'm starting over i'm starting
Over! That was so
Same
the, I like the, I like the, I like the
Way you walk, please, won't you do that dance
MosI like the way you walk, when you walk on by
I like the way you
box, always come in handy) Y'know what'm sayin?
Yo, this is like a whack emcees nightmare, y'know what'm sayin?
Thats why I'm right here, y'know what'm
here and read it to you
It says, "Roses are red, violets are blue
Daddy we love you, and we miss you too"
Aww, dats sweet, but tell me why Charles
Is
I be rolling by myself
Man I can't stand y'all
Niggas dick riding the wrong Niggas
Wont get no clout at all
Created waves
Aint no cap on that
Brown skin, you know I love your brown skin
I can't tell where yours begins, I can't tell where mine ends
Brown skin, up against my brown skin
Need
a heart that's really in deep (feel my pain)
A lot of people yellin ("we love ya Timbaland")
But I know why'all really in need (ooo)
I don't know who's
my love ones
That we lost
Until we meet again
Y'all just look over us
it says... Roses are red, violets are blue
Daddy we love you, and we miss you too
[R. Kelly] Aww, dats sweet but tell me why Charles is wearin'
Fraud niggas, y'all niggas, that's that shit I don't like
Your shit make-believe, rappin' 'bout my own life
(Woo) that's rare, nigga (woo) Ric
You want sexy
I give you sexy
Heh-he
It's brick and lace and Jurassic 5
And I like that
Mercy yeah!
Mercy yeah!
There's Brown Girl in
Robert Johnson, that Muddy Waters, that James Brown, Augusta, GA
That Ray Charles, that Stevie Wonder, that Mayfield, that Superfly
That Willie Hutch
Pour me a cup…
That girl is Supercalifragilistic
Pour me a cuppa coffee
Don't forget the Brown Sugar
Pour me a cuppa coffee
Don't forget
Pour me a cup…
That girl is Supercalifragilistic
Pour me a cuppa coffee
Don't forget the Brown Sugar
Pour me a cuppa coffee
Don't forget
homeboy I call
Is just something that a carry with me all the time
Just in case one of these motherfuckers loose they mind
And run up on me like I ain't
you
Work for the curtains
Work til its curtains
Gas is a burden
Loans like a surgeon
Rather a credit report than a person
Pray that my leg is okay
Charles we missing you
We feel your presence just not in the physical
All across the world, blocks is miserable
Y'all left a void it's a lot of little yous
the one I love unconditionally
And I don’t, wanna know what it’s, like to be without her
And I know, this is real, cause the, way she makes me feel
Yeah
(uh huh)
I love to love you baby, that's a song by Donna (it is)
All my foxy ladies, we still the ill nana (we are)
All around the world from America
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