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It Ain't Necessarily So

Diahann Carroll

Porgy and Bess

1959

takes dat gospel
Whenever it's pos'ble,
But wid a grain of salt.

Methus'lah lived nine hundred years,
Methus'lah lived nine hundred years,
But who

I'm ridin' 'round with the windows up
Doin' a hundred on the dashboard
Feelin' like can't nobody catch me
Headed to the top, baby, full speed
I said

Piano Man

Young Buck

T.O.S.: Terminate on Sight

2008

servin' ya.
I'm a ball like Julius Erving Iverson and Manning,
I got that cannon in that two door phantom.
Nigga hundred EX shit suicide doors,
Get

go
Niggas that I don't know, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

32 hundred on the jacket like Magic Johnson
Got a couple chains off Slauson
Silhouette

they know 100it gang
But how you know us and we don't know your name
Light it up, it's marijuana time
Pour it up, I'm leanin right now
Shorty super fine

blessed, I know you know Draco inside the text
Midget come from Arizona, thirty rounds in that damn mag
Cheesin' me, that's freeze on me, hundred racks

on a hundred I'm so fly I
Bought a place in the sky likе the Jetsons
I'm destinеd to do it like the best did
If shit stink then I really think I must
Have

the hoes up
No love, dirty blue hundreds in the gold, tucked
The cash talk, fast talk, Bone Thug

They say it's love, that shit be fake (that shit be

the blue, ooh (Blue)
All of these hundreds, they blue, ooh (Wop)
All I know win, never lose (Lose)
Cuff a bitch, know Wop flew it (Flegh)

Ayy, Wop (Ayy)
She

So Far, an upward of the 763
People killed, more than 3
100 injured, hundreds upon hundreds of
Civilians getting in the crossfire
And losing their

told her "Leave"
(yeah) i'm not hungry at all
'cause I popped a bean (Hoo)
Met a crackhead at the CVS (Huh?)
I got a 100 Perc 30's and a pint of red

CashMoneyAP d-Roc

Fast forward, I hope I don't crash
Pushin' and got two hundred on the dashboard
I got on my knees, that's God over me
And he get

to say
"Hurry boy, it's waiting there for you"
It's gonna take a lot to
Drag me away from you
There's nothing that a hundred men
Or more could ever do
I

a nigga flyer than a UFO
You be on the dick, let the truth get told
You can see my picture in the new Ecko
Ballin' niggas stunnin'
Hundred thousand in

really
On that fly shit
Five hundred on a Richie, cost
More than my car, yeah
Double pipes on the foreign, baby
I'm exhausted
Niggas think they on shit,

Free
Man these niggas want our status
But they ain't sold shit
Man we five hundred in records or O's bitch
Thousands yall want promotions
Yall don't

(She wanna hear Carti all in her speakers)
(Whole lot of hundreds, blatt)
I got Prada on my ass (Damn)
I got slimes, they pull up fast
I'll put

suck me up like noodles, ha, ha, ha (yeah)

They say it cost too much
Spend a 100k in a day, okay (okay)
Cd Dior chain, diamonds weigh like boulders,

(Ye, what up?)
Give me five hundred grams, I guarantee
Nigga give me five hundred grams
I guarantee that we gon' see a brick
I get you whacked to keep it

playin' this summer out
Lil Kee hard, give him a hundred thousand
He don't owe nothing, that's on the house
Up-through, that my only route
Big facts, that's

Few years in the state
And the feds gave two-hundred months
Off Percs and two-hundred blunts
I get head for two-hundred bucks
I mix Chanel with

motherfucking moving this
White off the couch
Got a hundred fucking packs coming
Early in the morning
Hell no, I ain't snoring, motherfucker
I'm up doing push-ups

startling black
Letter in a word among hundreds of words
In a continuing Rosengarten
Epic that celebrates
Mankind's holy and relentless
Desire for it'self

when I pop in there
Pop a op and cop a 100 niggas that
Be son’n niggas like they pop in there
A lot of niggas say they
Gettin' gwop but they
Be in