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on them Forgiatos
Whip sit on them inches
Big old dick be hanging out
Clip is in extension
Squeeze on your booty like a ruga
You don’t need no bodyguard

Wickerman

Pulp

We Love Life

2001

the way. 
Oh, this is as far as we got last time 
But if we go just another mile we will surface surrounded by grass & trees & the fly-over that takes

look like a circus
All ya'll niggas just look from the surface
All of my niggas we do it with purpose
All of my niggas it look like a circus
All of these

got 'em all hung up by a hook
Baby doll show some skin
Why should anyone care what you got within

(Baby doll gets what she wants when she wants it)

To the world, we are cracks in the streetlight
Clinging on, giving love as we pass by
Burning candles in the breeze
That is why you would jump out

You're talking but the talk I hear
Is covered by a thin veneer of fear
That something real it will appear
And surface from the shadows of a dream

And to me, we have a culture that, uh
Is surpassed by, by, by, by no other civilization, but we don't know anything about it
So again, I think I've

Welcome to the jungle. Earths and the suns, too
Take a walk. It's too beautiful to run through
I'm your tour guide and your bodyguard call me J
I

school, didn’t do sports
Played it by the rules, always kept it cool, still kept a torch
I told her jump up on that dick, enjoy
If you ain’t makin no money,

was mad different

Soldier code is the law that we live by
Day by day I wonder why my shorty had to die
This is for Aerith, know that you were cherished

my Glock wherever
Wherever I slide
Blicky like my bodyguard I guarantee that bitch right by me
40. Caliper with a extendo I went stock cause I couldn't

I need a house by the lakes
Getting a bodyguard like Kevin so he could stand by the Gates
Hit up Chief the other day, he said we hopping Jets
And fuck

When your not here, by my side
You know that, I don't feel right
All these diamonds, all these watches
They don't do nothing, but shine
But when,

ale nie zwalniamy tempa
Robimy to po to, by kurwa płonęła scena
Złota kieta jest dodatkiem, ty byś ziomka za nią sprzedał
Co tam szczekasz?
Piesku moje

They ask if I'm killing them softly
Put them to sleep coffin
Surrounded by wolves and vultures
They ready to eat if you cross me
I'm charging a fee

bodyguards
Sittin' by a button steady itchin' just to cry alarms
Can't nobody save you once I'm firin' off with firearms
Have you runnin' back to your moms
We

the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of
The doctor of the mix
cnd these reasons I'll tell you why
You see I'm six foot one
cnd I'm tons of fun
cnd I

Good Time

Youth Group

The Night Is Ours

Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you

Weather Man

Paul Wall

The Houston Hard Hitters: Version 7.0 - Chopped & Skrewed

2005

way, bodyguard by my biscuit
Make money, lose money never afraid to risk it
I don't get writers block, I block other writers
Spittin' fire like if I

perfectly bliss
Certain man certain they're fierce
Certainly making their goals to move on their own
And surface the grown man in him
See this is for

Will that save me from my past...?

I was made by the roughness
I was shaped by the storms
I have endured relentless forces
I have been struck at with no

kind of meaning
Reason or purpose

My leaking eyes are caused by the wind
It's a physical condition

Oh why do you do it
Look under the surface

The Bomb

Akinyele

Vagina Diner

1993

deep like a bachelor 
I turn shit over like a spatula 
You know how it goes by now, word to God 
Lyrics are so hard they'll be Kevin Costner's bodyguard

Backstreet Boys, 2Pac
And Barry White
Need a new accountant: Ben Jones
New manager: my momma
Two bodyguards in case niggas start drama
Used to ride coach, now