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One Two Three Four!
The whiskers sticking out from underneath of his
Pancake make-up
And yet he was a beautiful lady
Nearly drove you
[8B] We some presidential players, with money by the layers
[8B] Ain't nuthin you broke ass niggaz do that can fade us
[TS] I won't stop rappin, I
the 9th inning
Keep your eyes on the ball when you swingin
Don't be confused, don't be fooled by the wind-up
Start switchin your position, make your mind up
the empanada?
So Fuck all these Snakes
Tryna get in my head like Medusa
Still how you man gonna get done up
By a fucking producer?
We moving at two hundred
We
still write with notebooks
Like Sonic that is no good
You should take a close look
Thought of two bars like Kit-Kats
But you stealing it so you bit that
to ponder
Islands with a 100 bitches
Blowing me like dollars, I
Tell you what it is, know that fear will get yo head right
Tell you what it is, I ain't
Uh
Ooo
You niggas and bitches ain't nearing me
Can't even come close
Ha Ha Ha
He do what I want
By the snap of my finger
I'm Thanos
Ta Da Da
A gang
spectacle, please leave us be
From inside this cage, music is key
Bodymind
Bodymind
We are two, yet one of a kind
On the stage in the lights
Tied by fate we
a reminder
You know real gs move in silence lasagna
This that retro Wayne
You know pure propane
Niggas clones R2-D2s all the same
Bout to go up pop one
And it turns all the buttons of hope in you
We are two hundred thousand light years away from Utopiah.
We better start now and fly up in the sky.
Oh I
been home in like two or three weeks
I find it hard to get sleep
Mask on when you listen to me cah this flows a diesease
Burning up it’s like 100
live the life you like
[Man I]
Didn't she kill a guy a while back?
[Man II]
Yeah, who can keep it straight anymore?
[Roxie Hart]
But mess around with
2 CENTS
Well I could waste a weekend doing nothing
But save up all my Mondays just for you
Take you out to dinner on a Tuesday
It's a wine and dine
somebody by nightfall
Ooh na na, could it be ya
Baby, I like you
Oh, watching her move, I was lost in the rhythms
And she pulled me close by the look
the booth yeah, you know I be murking shit
Uh, aye
I hit ya bitch from the back then she done
I got a hundred round drum on the gun
I'm the one shooting, so
breathe you either speak up or forever hold a piece and where I'm from they'd rather die than hold a piece
Piece by piece take it back it got dismantled
Ride for you
Confide in you
Slide for you
Lie with you
Proud of you
Inside of you
9 to 2
Dying to
I'm fascinated by the way that you move
Not your
the sky blue? Why is water wet?
Why did Judas rat to Romans while Jesus slept? Stand up
You're out of luck like two dogs stuck
Iron Man be sippin' rum,
p-o-r-t
I'm a heartbeat away from deep thinking
It's just the clarise
Close my eyes can you see me thinking?
Can you see the chick panicking when
She see
I'm spendin' another winter stuck here in cold Illinois
Snow drifts and cold winds are two things that I don't enjoy
But if I close my eyes I can
Where them naked hoes at?
E-Feezey!
Too Scheezy!
We off the heezy fo'scheezy baby!
Off the heezy I thought you theezy!!
Niggaz ain't
But I feel so close to everything that we lost
We'll never, we'll never have to lose it again
Now I bid you farewell, I don't know when I'll be back
the lake outside away you flow
And this I know
I got 100 on my dash, got 200 in my trunk
Name in the grab bags, put my Bible in the trunk
Taaka vodka
feel so close to everything that we lost
We'll never, we'll never have to lose it again
Now I bid you farewell, I don't know when I'll be back
.jpg/203px-Glenn_Close_-_Guardians_of_the_Galaxy_premiere_-_July_2014_(cropped).jpg "Glenn Close")
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