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to shoot for the stars and then aim for the moon
But they told me stay in my range
I used to literally go out my way for these niggas
But they was not doing

In da Club

R. Kelly

Crunk Juice

2004

this club
'Bout to get wild in this club

[Ludacris]
Hey Kelly!
Oh damn! There go expensive Chris
At the bar behind all the most expensive shit

In da Club

R. Kelly

TVT Records

2005

this club
'Bout to get wild in this club

[Ludacris]
Hey Kelly!
Oh damn! There go expensive Chris
At the bar behind all the most expensive shit

Stop looking at my wrist
Your girl hit the No Way Out
Now there's No Way off my dick
Two jumps to the left then right
Babygirl go and add your own spin

looking at my wrist
Your girl hit the No Way Out
Now there's No Way off my dick
Two jumps to the left then right
Babygirl go and add your own spin
You could

(Yup)
K Michelle got them implants tooken out her butt
This year, I'm not gon' talk about that other thing (I'm not)
Chris Brown ain't dead, how

"tap in"
Boy you the tap, I'm the Fiji Water
Welcome to the slaughter 
Boy you a goner 
Terminate 'em, word to John Connor
Black young stunner 
Come

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Oh, Oh, Oh
I done lost some friends by the way
I done bought a new Benz by the way
By the way, by the way
Bagged some pretty baddies

as can be
She smiles at Chris and doesn't notice me
We roll inside to close out the night
I got my wife beater on extra tight
We hit the weights, I max it

off)
Oh, cah you know me just ah seh yuh switch dawg (Yuh mad?)
Cyaan' hear from mi bredda-bredda, Chris dawg
(Ah wa'ppen to you deejay? Yuh know di

(Hey Chris, fuck you)
Hey Chris, fuck you
Ay
You know I love you, Chris
Yeah, yeah, uh, uh (yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah, yeah, yeah)

a beat-up bulldozer revving-up in the drive
Strange to think this will be our final goodbye

It's a shame the old girl is going out this way
So far removed

Savage Lifestyle

The Game

1992

2016

up
No way to dodge police brutality
Selling crack cocaine, making a teacher's salary
Mexicans hopping the borders in the thousands
Become cholos,

move
Miami breeds them on the regular
But you can tell who's professional
By the way they talk on the cellular
I took your Miami to new heights
Now they

a couple foxy broads
Out there shoes, socks, and bra
This is not so hard
Chris gotta Rocky heart
Pimp with the mobster walk
Chris got hostile thoughts
Ya'll

will soon be gone or be dead

[CHRIS]

Get out!

[KIM]

You have no right to be here

I'm not a prize you can claim

We were promised at thirteen

Nowhere
Nobody there
Come showtime I'm ripping out hair
Cause I looked outside and there's nobody there
Nowhere
Nobody is there
Come showtime I'm ripping

I can never stop I'm way too wavy with it
Bitches lie, numbers don't
I can't quit I'm makin' dough
Fuck these bitches one by one they fallin' down

do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)

Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)

Finnegan's Wake

The Clancy Brothers

Irish Songs of Rebellion [Laserlight]

1959

a hod

See, he'd sort of a tipplin' way
With love for the liquor poor Tim was born
To help him on with his work each day
He'd a drop of the craythur

to the top is where I’m headed this big s y’all hoes all Deaded first I spin then I dip move out the way see it all in my hips I’m that bitch better ask yo

Wrote some songs for the kiddos
For a musician of his caliber
There's no better way to go

Chris Ballew knew
Just what to do
Hmm mmm mmm

boy
Plus I'm looking out for them pills
 I cop a lot boy

It's a Hustle Hell 
When there's no product to sell
And the crew he use to run with
They're

What Them Girls Like

Ludacris

Atl Under Fire

[Ludacris (Chris Brown)]
Luda!(yep)
S.g.!
Chris breezy (it's me)

[Chorus]
I know what them girls
I know I know what them girls
I know I know