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bestie wants to marry me for a green card
Everything really seems odd, I crash party
With a blunt 40s Bacardi
Now you've ruined everything
"Parpy"
In this

you know my 40 gon deliver

I wish a thot would try me it ain't likely
Come down off a high we wit the plumbers where dem pipes be
Ego death I don't

smoke 
I blow it by the pound 
Barbecue, pop
I’m posted on the strip
New blue faces 
I blew it on the drip
40 on the waist 
In Case a nigga trip
Summer

burned by playing with the fire
Swirls and twirls sparkle in the hazel eye
Sadly sorry cause she call and i don’t reply
Pick it up and put it down

controlled creation
I called my muses in for self isolation
45 minute meditations, controlled creations
Written by a hand that never even touched a pen
It

blows, I don't want it
You don't need it and won't let it go
More addictive than Cocaine Nintendo
And I'm bout jump out the window
And I'll never crash,

that's the child who

Who got this shit started, I moved onto "Galactus*"
And from that day forth you won't catch Boner lacking
Glove full of rocks like

Ain't another run away 
I can stand tall and say you ain't gonna bring me down
We can never be erased 
Written in the heavens babe
Colors that be shining

to make em melt
If it ain't my nigga on the feature, then I'm by myself
Gotta put my niggas on so we do not end up in jail
I know if my nigga go, then I

Halfway To Memphis

Written by: Chris Clark & Tommy Collier

Verse 1
Halfway to Memphis
On a highway 40 drive
Between the small talk and kisses

quo
Word to E-40, gotta Tell Me When To Go
The boom becomes a bust
How or when, you never know
It's hard acting like everything is alright
It's hard

Homie dont sweat yourself
Dont swish urself
Lets light those doobie
Let me buy u a round
Ill be around
Dont get tripped by the thot
Make that shottie

Shut Up

Suku

RTRN II JUNGLE

2019

A new sound is sweeping across London
Jungle music is heavily influenced by the Dancehall sounds of Jamaica
It combines a mixture of fast drums

Po' Folks

Norma Jean

I Guess That Comes from Being Poor [RCA Victor]

1972

There's a whole lotta people lookin' down their noses at me
Cause I didn't come from a wealthy family
There was ten of us livin' in a two room shack

the animals two by two (ooh)
'Cause I'm gonna keep your boat afloat for forty days
The good Lord works in mysterious ways

Yes, He works (my Lord, He

MP 40
Walther PPPPK
The "Little Boy"
The "Fat Man"
'45
Hiroshima
Nagasaki
Sooky, sooky, sooky, sooky, sooky, sooky

To be or not to be
That is

and I blew that (Blew that)
Oh my
Reign Tribe bitch you already knew that (Knew that)
This my territory
Only trust my son and my forty (Yeah)
And I don't

ditches up to shoulders here
Hit the casino put down forty grand and threw a seven
Only my brethren ride with me I'm known to make exceptions
Only elevens

shakes, and a couple smiling faces
I seen that shit a mile away
I had a couple plays on file today
At the bnb, 40 by the microwave
Book bag couple ps

yourself
Can't stop from going
Stay at it
Excel

One
You only get one
Life that is
I'm telling you better have fun
You better enjoy the shit cause when it is

smarter first, run a lap,
cround the whole building and you might own
It one day, just put in work for the children,
Just put in work for the bill

od świtu zasłabne
Za kierownicą dopadną mnie skutki uboczne chemioterapii
Osłabłem
Bo nie mam apetetu i schudłem jakieś 40 kilo co najmniej
A jeszcze

Highlights
He got chased by the FBI
And there's a 40 second video of how to play Minecraft
There's a song by a random guy
And we added the morph mod

Highlights
He got chased by the FBI
And there's a 40 second video of how to play Minecraft
There's a song by a random guy
And we added the morph mod