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Beep! Beep!

Louis Prima

Louis, Louis & Louis

2009

My baby's up in a rocket machine
Since she left, she isn't been seen
She doesn't call me and I can't sleep
All I hear from her is (beep beep beep)

I

number don't ask her
I'm on some beast shit, I been runnin' up green since I a teen, bitch
Niggas nosey they be on some Billy shit Niggas finna turn me

and timed it
Outta everybody I met who told me the truth
My nigga Time did
My head is talking bout
Maybe
No she ain't betray me
But my stomach is talking bout

now let me talk to your soul
Knowledge and wisdom beats silver and gold
Play by the rules, you gotta stick to the code
I call it protocol, you want

Lately, I been drinkin' a lot
And maybe it's in my DNA maybe it's the way
Things have been goin' for me
Lately, I been thinkin' a lot
Maybe I'll

harder to find
That one note that calls out to everyone here
Like an E flat, G flat, or maybe just C

But if you leave me now, you take the biggest part

Because my tongues
Still tied to evil
Oh!
And now they call me
Light Bringer!
More like drinker of the liquor
Just like hell's original sinner
Did i pack

Shawty give me brain so insane, I forgot her name (だめだ)
He be seeing me he freely turn me to his enemy (相手)
Watching on my moves and on my shoes with

wanna be the one who holds your hand
Longer than I did, is that so wrong

I’ve been staring at your number on my phone
Thinking what I did was right

blessed above the stresses of the rest
Iron lungs in my chest stomach hungry and upset
No text; get this message from your number one connect
Call

the ghost skirt
Put my trust in God, maybe cause i got allotta issues
Heart breaking down, now im feeling so sad
Get me a retirement paper, im tryna sign
Gave

They don't ever show support but they in my business
So I toss them up a little, how i caught em snitching
They ain't never on time when you call

Partition

Beyoncé

Beyoncé

2013

fifty-eleven girls
Posted in the back, diamond fangs in my grill
Brooklyn brim with my eyes sittin' low
Every boy in here with me got that smoke
And every

Partition

Beyoncé

Beyoncé

2013

fifty-eleven girls
Posted in the back, diamond fangs in my grill
Brooklyn brim with my eyes sittin' low
Every boy in here with me got that smoke
And every

between like the fading of a scene

Can I just call you?
Maybe you're not or maybe you're the one for me
Between each word there are so many things

The Best of Queens (It's Us)

Mobb Deep

The Professional, Pt. 2 [Clean]

2000

maybe you could find what my Mac spit
Laugh at, half a** want to be killers make ya gat blast
Then maybe I repsect ya half a**
It's the streets that

I am the one and only,
Oh yeah!
Call me, call me by my name or call me by my number,
You put me through it,
I'll still be doing it the way I do it,

copped a Bird man the number one stunner
They good for the price, I just came here to run up
And after I leave, it's Atlanta to winter
Connect called me

tell you no time
If I say when I’d be telling a lie
Why would I lie girl I don’t gotta lie to you
You know I’m right here on side of you
Send me to God

So I call up my momma so she can talk to her child
Maybe I'm just homesick maybe I've just grown quick
I'm just doing all the same shit for problems

I'm looking for the practice
When I'm aiming at your mattress
I'm working everyday and maybe call me an addict

And I'm loaded
We be loaded
My gang

no money
Looking so bummy, they should probably start a Go Fund Me
Or a Kickstarter, maybe you should spit harder
If you can't walk that walk, let'em

your all
But I know I did better
Could you come by and give me back my sweater?
I know it should be hard
But we're falling apart
Maybe I shouldn't have

Morning
Fresh out of bed gotta stretch
Now I'm yawning
Sun on my skin girl
Find me by the pool
Everybody watching
I'll show you how to float
All eyes on me