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Queen

Masta Killa

No Said Date [Bonus DVD]

2004

Boy, you couldn't miss
With a dozen roses, such will astound you

Her refinement was beautiful, I acknowledged her attraction
In passing, driven by

two of the best!

Nature: I got the whole anchalota
The glamour and glitz
My name upon the walk of fame
Right behing Frank Sinatra it ain't na da
But

As a kid
I was scared of all the monsters
Frank just like Sinatra
Tried to drink the pain away
To put the past behind ya
Now I'm living day to day

Fuck her ten times in the same night
Barely get her name right
Why they call him broad day
Do it in the day light
Stuck that pussy up against

Scoring all the points, with a few assist
Plan to get it right, had a few attempts
And she gone cook it right, it's her favorite dish
Let me roll this

nothing to do
I'll take this spot at the top with my crew 
I had a motive and something to choose 
Yall only ambitions was only to lose 
Hazy and lazy I

me like a nun
But I played her like a pun
As I'm eating honey buns
Hold up wait I gotta run
Saw a phantom just transform
On the dance floor like I'm

Spittin' crack, make em twitch
So high, floatin by,
Take a shot, hit a swish
Pick her out, then we roll,
Give her dick, gotta go,
What's her name, still

My nurse treatin 'rona
But I'm dangerous, I'm still gonna bone her
I put my faith in it, the greatest dick will never get older
Gotta spend it while

Wiggy Wiggy [DVD]

Baby Beesh

The Shotcaller

2006

Berreta under my Raider sweater
Fuck a fine loca by the name of Jueta
Stackin' mo chedda, then speedy Gonzales,
Smoother than the head of Mister Telly

up a big safe 
Need a patek wit a big face 
I dropped it all for the big break 
My pockets full of them Ben franks pause smoke by a big lake 
To be

frank
We steady wasting away on these fake hoes
Huh??
What, did you think I was finished?
I'm gonna tell you right now that these bitches aint shit they

my drank
They know my name when I walk in the bank
Pack on me I walk around wit that stank
I'm boutta blow I got shot by a tank
My heart is broken I'm

the album on the label
Drop the contracts keep the promo that's how to turn the tables
Used to be bad call the bitch sable the way she stuff  her nasal
I was

Eastside reppin'
Westside stepping, you know I'm the man goddamn it
I just got a handjob damn it
Like from a masseuse
She was tryin' fuck, I ain't let her

I'm cruising alone through the city, just me and my nina
Back then they laughed at my dreams like they was hyenas
I'm just trying to ball with my niggas

alone through the city, just me and my nina
Back then they laughed at my dreams like they was hyenas
I'm just trying to ball with my niggas like we

that nigga over there
Aye
He think the coast is clear
No
He bouta fall

Late nights, early mornings
I been grinding by my lonely
I was really in

to norm again
New lives like a Christian born again
I see your new man and being frank, no ocean
I’d rather see ex by herself like a math proportion 
I’m

touch heat
I'm levels, you wanna be like J.I.D

My dog is tearing you up, piece by piece, that freestyle was weak
Laughin' from the backseat, do we need

Grateful For Christmas

Hayes Carll

Grateful for Christmas

2010

overseas
And I guess my wife loves her folks more than me
But the ladies from the church said, they might stop by
I brought you this picture, ahh, mama

Memory of my name quick jump no hiccup
Dissarrano my sipper
Spanish girl move like a stripper
Heard frank luko got clout behind his name
Now she buss it

'bout ta blast) (I said hold up) I keep it ben frank wit' ya talkin' 100 percentage on my tombstone engraved is that I loved her to the grave I just need

Givin' rapper the big hurt like Frank Thomas
I hit home runs, you don't hit that many
Only grand slam you ever had was at Denny's
I spit so sick I can make