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I do what I want in spite of you bums! [Katie Tropp: Verse 1] You’re born alone, you die alone, everything in between is make believe, Cuz what I
Baby, you my vibe (yeah) Met her in the Floss, she from the Stuy Told me where she from, it's do or die, she by my side She a vibe, vibe Can't get
of times Shaken a bit by the years on the road And the women I've known Rebecca, you'd have liked the name I gave to you Ooo, Rebecca, if you only knew...
tan Rome burns as we dance cheek to cheek Titanic's sinking but oooh do we look chic New york city's got the hong kong flu And I can't take my eyes off
a bit by the years on the road And the women I've known Rebecca, you look like the name I gave to you Ooo, Rebecca, if you only knew... Go home,
on our ass cause we did without a saddle Aided by a crocodile bone paddle Killing evil gotchis on the way Most important MILFs Cause it's all about today
biddy bum. If I were a wealthy man. I wouldn't have to work hard. Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum. If I were a biddy biddy rich,
couldn't eat, I had crumbs All my life in the streets had me numb On the mic and doing that got me funds Bosses ain't gone be surrounded by bums Losses I
What's happenin' all over? I'll tell ya what's happenin' all over. Guy sittin' home by a television set Who once used to be something of a rover.
that it's gas by the texture, whipping shit in the lab like I'm dexter When I pull up, ain't no nigga fresher, got yo bitch tapping out like a wrestler
My Hands up so stop ya shootin, Don't cut me down like ya racism, rooted, Watch ya step ain't no survivors, Cause other niggas got booted, By
got conned By the blonde dude who said "I got you" I got a plant named "Bartholomew" a name that Probably none of you have as the first or the last
by editing You know it's hard to see your face in full HD Cover your acne with some of super-chic baby you're posing b**ch Sometimes you know, when
The holy man don’t sit on a mountain The holy man can’t part the sea The holy man lives in an apartment 30 floors up and very chic The wise man’s
Are you down (It's bizarre) Keep my head up (I need your touch) Until the end, yeah (You by my side) You are my antidote You are my antidote tonight,
and it's over a chic She ain't even care cause all she did was trip So I had pride to swallow Felt like there's no tomorrow All my insides were hollow My
to the sky Smile at all the people passing by With you I do It’s true I’m turning in and out with you Up and down and all around this blue Sailing under
on striving Cause I'm clever and above the average Simply because I am that chic That knows how to rock even when I ain't got shit Shit that's the root of my
When you see me keep walking Just keep moving by Cause All you do is lie Lie after lie, you never tell the truth You never even tried While niggas
Verse: 1 You want in well I’ll open up the door Hot chics tip toeing on the wood floors You can tell by the quality I’m making a living Triple coat
By 10 if you aint out the kitchen the macs are spittin Dont worry i gotcha back covered now hurry If them them niggaz even think about it niggaz is
knees Your ankles and pretty heels Chased by French stick on wheels What a hydraulic way to spend my time And an attenuated bell to throw in polls I'm
Surrounded by guys and chics with Yellow ties, pink shirts and green minis I was immersed in the silence of speaking words With guts and veins I knew not
Annemarie I met you at a house show in IV Your chocolate skin and bubbly smile made me notice you And your style so effortless and chic Every day I
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