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I spent me a 50
You can't keep up with me
I might do a show out in Houston like Whitney
All my boys with me 
If shit's getting gritty
I'm not like

shakes his head
Everyone laughs)

By the way
I don’t know the days of the week i
Just go to exactly when my appointment is

We’d just look at each other

too much sugar
You can miss your one true love just by overlooking
Overlooked the music and the art, my soul overtook it
Don't care bout' the closed

She gon' do it for my niggas
In the club with me
We in Houston rip cause I love Whitney
I use to drink gin now I'm on hen
And I love whiskey
Pull off

Rikki-Tikki
Shawty from Houston I'm not talking Whitney
Pour a four in my cup I'm sippin'
Told her I love her but really I'm kidding
That bitch she bad but why

the lime light 
Followed by a new Benz 
Park it in a 12 car garage 
Of your new crib  

You been...
Houston...

Please take your seats. The ceremony is about to begin
I just want to make my grandmama proud, yeah
Left my troubles in the city, when I'm gone can't

don't call Houston
Call God
And sing like Whitney
Mark 8:36
Don't lose your soul
Not Oz or O
Same spirit
I'll swing this pole
Don't lose your soul
Hot

need is for you to
Come closer
Come closer
I know my ex girls miss me
Told Erica I'm about fifty
Minutes away from your city
Come by I need you with me

by Whitney Houston back in 1992
I don't do it for the views, no, I do it for fulfillment
And as long as that is true can't nobody take that from you,

Now you want some new shit
I keep it movin' who wit my flavor unit
Bumpin' on exclusive

Jumpin' down in Houston
Peace to Whitney Houston
Tyin' up some

Jane II

EPMD

Unfinished Business

1989

it be?"

"A martini and Rossi, Asi Spumante
By the way is that your Caadillac Allante
Parked outside right next to my Monte
Car? You can call it, my

love you, Deborah
I don't even gotta say your full name, you are a goddess
Nicole Pastine (and of course the homie Xavier)
Rapping is my passion, I

the chest, aye
I love how your bitch gon' tat' my name on her breast, aye
My new girl is so smart, I swear her brain is the best
I don't like it when she

reverse baby, backup 
I dont blame you tho no be your fault 
Cause I am dope pass Whitney Houston
And I get class pass mercedez benz 
I wan get money o pass

magic tricks
26, yeah I love the Glock, by the mattress shit

Ain't no pocket rocket, she know I got big stick
Don't talk to me on no serious, less you be

and
Walk through the door got a hug from whitney Houston 
Security was trippin 
So we pushed it to the back
Dance floor poppin 
Got denied by Kyla Pratt

on the celly
And Whitney Houston, so my coke be movin
I got the china white from this Cuban
And my dope connects, a doofy African
He got Boo-koo bucks, he be

Communicating to me through these numbers
I know they with me
Houston flow like my first name whitney in a Bentley
R.I.P to the queen
I hope your soul is resting

is haunted, yeah, by who? The ghost of Pookie (woah)
He ain't killed nobody but keep rappin' 'bout the shootin' (pussy)
Still ain't got revenge yet

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Rocks in my hand trying to get this molly off
On the block like Durant hotter than a Molotov
I will always love you
Like Whitney Houston in the bodyguard

from the city where things get gritty
Niggas is dying they bopping like diddy
In houston tonight and girl love whitney
Stay in the club spend like fifty

Undisputed

Ludacris

Strength in Numbers

your loyal to his ass then he's a motherfuckin fool,
Got jewels on my pinky, jewels on my wrist
Iconic status and his name is Ludacris,
Bitch please,