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slidin' the town
"Where you at?" Ridin' round slamm town (Phew, phew)
In the Bentley, make the frogs drown
Sippin' lean, but I'm crossed now
No, I can

the heat outside
I'm struggling to be by yourside
Can you feel the heat outside
Can you feel the outside
I can feel the outside….
You tell me you love me

to cash out on a Bentley too, ouu
We ain't runnin' out of tools
You up at 9 am, going to funerals
He was on the phone, can't call the ambulance, cause he

Betta Ask Somebody

G-Unit

Beg for Mercy [Clean]

2003

to the streets
I'm a country boy, you can hear it when I speak
G-Unit!

If, you don't know, who I be
You better ask somebody about me
Oh, you wanna be tough nigga,

derailing
Them Muslims in the middle of the street my favorite salesmen
By any means the message, so it's nothing you can tell him
Bottle fed on depressants,

and freedom by security officers

Yes, it can be said that consciousness is dangerous here

From the seller on the street to the people who build the road

a wrong turn
I didn't see I won't tell
It was way too dark for my Chanels
I got water by the well
Thirsty hoes can tell
I gotta make bank for I quit
Only

Work in Progress

Nappy Roots

Work in Progress [Clean Version]

2003

Wise words being spoke
Huh
why y'all know what it is
Nap-Nappy Roots. Can I start this one off? Ok

Each day I listen what the streets say
Like

Work in Progress

Nappy Roots

Wooden Leather

2003

the position, you know the procedure
Can't even leisure smoke hollow reefer
With out police and search and seizure by the same police who murdered Ceaser
It's

I ain't answer no calls so she miss me, rocking Vlone but I am not friendly
New Bentayga I want me a Bentley, fully auto it move like a semi
Hawk you

Loser [Live]

Grateful Dead

Beyond Description (1973-1989) [Bonus Disc]

2004

Don't you touch hard liquor, just a cup of cold coffee
Gotta get up in the morning and go

Everybody's breaking and drinking that wine
I can tell

Loser

Grateful Dead

Dead Set

1981

know
Don't you touch hard liquor, just a cup of cold coffee
I'm gonna get up in the morning and go

Everybody prayin' and drinkin' that wine
I can

real quick (hold up, hold up, hold up)

Never ask a bitch why she text me (no!)
I just want the top you ain't gotta sex me
You not a cop, you can

he don't sell his soul"
"He should be good, man, he signed to Cole"
"He from the hood, nigga, down the road"
"He was just jugging right by

blasting with my choppa
Aye the pain in my heart country boy can't sleep
I've been fallin all apart the way that bitch did me
I'm in the H and I just double

Rich sex, yeah, rich sex
That's what I need, that's what I fiend for
Everyday all I think about is green
Feel like a fiend, can't even breathe
It's

grinding hard trying to put us in a Bentley
In the streets you can ask them who the best be
I got the recipe, Ball like Messi

nowadays my wrist be cold like

go I can take you there
Come along with me we'll see the country road
Hop in let's take a ride

So we drove down the line and the truck broke down 
It

knows that a nigga in charge
Playboi Carti, can't hop in my car
I'm in a Bentley coupe riding with stars
Just got a fake so I'm raising the bar
That you

Let me put you on this beat real quick
Uh, uh
Uh, uh
Uh, uh
But wait it gets better
Every day during cross country
We run by all the fields of green

All the songs country bluesmen sing
'bout ever-lovin' love and
a one-night fling.
'bout how a woman can take more'n a man can ever bring

Oh yes!
a man

chicken, "Agar'," uh
Country trap beats is what I bought, um
Cruise in a Bentley with me and my niggas
My girl is a gold figure, she not no gold digger
Baby

greatest pb and j
If you can make it zeroes and ones
And i can print it out
I don't fucking care, i'll download a cow
I'd download the graduate
By mc lars

makin' history
(Oh yeah) flyest nigga
I can tell by the way you look at me
(Look at me) diamonds so cold
(Cold) , like three degrees (Uh, uh)