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The way you touch me
You drive me crazy
Even if you don't
Call me your baby
I just want you
To be my one and only
(I don't want nobody
By my side if

they ended up all broke, and now I'm stupid paid
Cartier my shades I still eat at Chic Fil A
Bullets ricochet, been knew they aint got no name
Niggas

Poesia concreta, prosa caótica
Ótica futura
Samba-rap, chic-left com banana
(Será que ele está no Pão de Açúcar?
Tá craude brô
Você e tu
Lhe amo
Qué

Die Stadt die es nicht gibt

Die Fantastischen Vier

4:99

1999

Freaks und die Chics um in geheimen 
Und ganz intimer Geheimlaboren auch mit ihnen nach den Formeln zu bohren 
Die schon verloren schienen, ja dealen mit

(Beat that motherfucker up, ?)

Say she wanna get with me
'Cause I blow it by the O
She know how to keep a secret
She don't let nobody know
She

tipo um filme
Minha faixa rosa é a bandida mais chic
To colecionando umas medalha na estante  
Fazendo tanto cash que meu neto ser rich 
gual de rema de

DELAS QUE ATÉ DÁ XILIQUE
SE VÊ NOIZ PASSAR, CHIC TIPO FASHION WEEK
FUMAÇA PRO ALTO NA SUITE
MAIS PROCURADO DO QUE ALGUNS PAIS
QUE FORAM COMPRAR UM

tandera tão de olho no que eu faço 
Pouco tem a essência rato underground chic 
Eu tô nos beats mané 
Demonstro a ginga nos flows 
Misturo um Jazz no meu

foi que disse ?
Sua bunda me lembra um bife
Tô amaciando pra ficar mais chique
Chic Owens


Tipo um cooler eu tenho power
Tipo um alien
Roubando o

Walk On By

Fat Joe

Don Cartagena

1998

Speak on it man 

Verse 1-Fat Joe 

This ain't for the intelligent civilized divas 

for all the hoes and bitches who swallow nut by the leiters

schneller, die Scheinwerfer sind heller
Wir feiern uns schon selber, Dicka, scheiß mal auf Coachella
Miami bis Paris, um den Globus und zurück
Ey, dieses

niggas gone copy now
Your bitch she like the way I drip I told her come and wipe me down
My trap back jumping just like chic fil a I got good prices now

la
Yo we rock illa killa scratch off the cereal
brothas sayin stagga still that aint all thats a miracle
for chics in the 6's with their name

white wine without smudging your lipstick
I'm scared to come near you, you're shrouded by your usual clique
Chic, chic

You've got me riding
On a South

my swag on it they
See I'm a nigga you can’t clone
Rollin with some chics that can’t own
So when they hair switch
Bro you better think quick
She prolly

That's why we grab up them guns, pick door knobs
Chics need that paper too
Some strip for the cause
Nobody gives a shit
Why is life so hard
Praying to God

by that - but you get the message
They wanna iron me out, low-key it start to get pressing
Wanna iron me iron: sum like anemia 
Like tissues, they soft

make her
Getti-up
I'min the sticks with a thick chick
Killin her
Spent about 100 on the chic
Getting my dick sucked listen bru
Did more in one night than

Tryna write of them scams on yo tax

I'm a boss, so I'm minding my business
Need to follow in the footsteps of these Christians
Just a hood chic, rich

Try catch me chasing sleep
I'll tell you openly
I'm terrified by dreams
I would never go casually
Ohhhh
Satellites smiling down on me

I would never

get mopped! LETS GO!!!
This a freestyle I be wild'n, I be wild'n, smiling profiling I be styling
Type of nigga buy chic-filet on a Sunday(what?)

give em the look like my Rich Auntie
Baby you will never find a chic like me
Skin butter make my organ glow
Rich Mnisi like a fashion show
Lace by Tanaya

by the end of the day
Let's go
Wanna see some snow
Feel the wind blow
Oh baby please

Alright
We'll party all night
The chics are so tight
Get on your

I'm a real Trench Baby for this shit
Real trench baby wit this shit
Trenches baby, fucking wit this hoe I met from Chic Fil A
Sidestroke, it was 4am