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in a dream I had
With no clothes on and an evil laugh
Threw the phone when you lost your shit
With your high heels on and your red lipstick
Pretty

Money a Do It

Juicy J

Stay Trippy

2013

Jamaica, with alibis
I be flyin' by bitin' down I'm flying high
Hatin' ass niggas gotta die
If they mad then I'ma let them try
I could kick a door, or I

My Money Gets Jealous

Paul Wall & Chamillionaire

Get Ya Mind Correct

2002

yellas in high heels tryin to get us
We treat them like some cinderellas naw
My money gets jealous
We got tickets is what they tells us 
The bail bonds

I finally found where I feel I belong
And I know you'll be there with wide open arms
Through the lows and the highs, I will stay by your side
There's

Whoa whoa
Your devil in disguise in your arms flaying through the moon light waiting for the day When you bite so I can fly by your side by your side

I'm tryna get gone for the night
I'm tryna get gone with you by my side
I'm tryna drink so much that I die
I'm tryna get so high that I fly
Faces

I'm on my Polo G vibes
Smoking getting high
I'm just rolling round the city with a baddy by my side
Know I keep nine

I heard you're a pussy you got

AIDS
(You don't say)
I do believe me when I tell you
It's so true and this could be you
White roses at that casket
Red ones stood out
Thrown by the ones

she smiles today

Now lets go
She got me feeling so low
But still I get by
Thinking how she get me feeling so high
Well alright
Now lets go
She got me

One day I believe that we'll be carried away by pretty horses.
And the night will open wide and we'll stretch our arms and float out in her river.

Yo, Am I the Gay Rapper Everybody been waiting fo*?
6 inch lovin’ heels Wit’ no heelio
Diplo wanna mutha-luvin’ Dip it low
Tiplo wanna shove it When

Paris is Fashion Week
Shows pretty models 
on high heels
This mirror of society blinds the character of humanity
The scarface of reality 
is a creeping

to match the walking style and speed of people who by passed by

First came Stewart
A cool looking bro man, doing his signature high stepping strut
I tried

distracted
Cuz a bad girl walked by
With high heels and a hand bag
What a pleasure
Don't need to get it because I got it
Cold as the Rocky Road my grandfather

The plot thickens 
With a sinking suspicion
Foreshadowing a chase
Based on a crucial confession
Pages fly by
Anticipation grows too high
You're too

his soul 
Ring the bell
No one's home 
He's evil now
Get comfortable!

Not your bud
Not your pal 
A spawn of hate that made it out 
Of his cage by word

Slip by, stored in dazzle
Me, my sons, I’ll deem my signs
Down my son boy, stored in faraway
Tune me alarm, in this old line, uh huh
Dope, coke,

Gal I'm feeling you 
I wanna know can ya do these moves in the nude 
With nothing on just ya high heel shoes 
Just like your skin gal your moves so

G. Cormier
I've walked in the rain in the afternoon
with my head held high and singing that tune
'bout you're the only one for me
I've walked by

go fly
Let's go get high
Who knows what could be by tonight

Now you want it, now you want it
You know I'm not the same babe
Now you want it, now you

You ain't, you ain't offended by no Uber
Talking reckless cause that gangster shit is everything you're used to now
Now I was thinking we could do it

different type seeds
Really to feel it unlimited infinity, bill it to symmetry definitely
We mill wind-mill, breaking dance is real, lil bitch high heel my

Head over heels is fine
Unless you're in stilettos
Love knows no boundaries
Unless your in one of loves ghettos
Love climb every mountain high
But

at you through 2 eyes
All this money on me blew by
You told me stay when I told you bye
Now she telling me I'm to high
Bitch I'm God
And I love ya
I think