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Loui Vitton bag on her shoulder close to her butt,
The south of her navel she had beautiful feet,
Complimented by a tongue ring I said she a freak.
With

of feminine distractions
Come and catch the wave
Get a piece of the action
They call me J-u-s
The beats by Mike Martin

Black and brown we get down
Black

Pretty Girls

Back Yard Band

Pretty Girls [Explicit]

2009

Girls, I ask 'em do they smoke?
Ask 'em what do they know?
Ask 'em can we go? Pretty girls
Sunshine in the air, perfume everywhere
Girls are

get so lonely, I don't know what to do
I twist and turn, I crash and burn
I miss you so
I wanna let you know

When the night comes
I'm thinking of you
I

in
I could stand out Just by being myself
Yep didnt have to sell my soul 
Twist up my fingers for nawfside we was rockin south pole
Tall tees baggy

finger

Come correctly and I don't really give a fuck
Who won't accept me, you see?
I gotta do this for the underground, broke it down
Coney Isle, BK

I Gotta Dance to Keep from Crying

Smokey Robinson & the Miracles

Anthology [1973]

1973

the bird)
Do the fly (do the fly)
Come on, gang, you know, by by by, oh yeah

Do the bang, yeah, you can't miss
Everybody, yeah, it goes like this
You

off the backboard
Fuck a Grammy, that is not what I come back for
I came for hip-hop, niggas forgot to lock the back door

Live by the code, die by

just jug till the feds come
They won't ever do it like I have or I do
Check the stats for the proof or in fact I can prove
You just wanna look good

block by the store
Hundred round drum on the Glock, let it go
(Let it go)
I'm right at granny's, I whip on the stove
(Stove)
I put my heart and my soul in

Chanel All on my body
No I ain't average
You know Imma manage
Watch me go savage
Bitch I'm in Paris
Louis Chanel All on my body
Yo let me have it
Baby come

Playing me dumb ima blow out your nerves
Ona road to success its some twist and some turns
I put to much meaning in my words
Ploral as shit never mumbled

above all you jive suckers
Listen, that's word to my mother
You throw a shot at me
I'm throwing a shot back
Your's is on a joint
Mine's whistling by your

what the fuck I gotta do to keep with it?

Why my mind up in a twist? No 
Don’t trip 
Guess I need another hit oh
Good shit
Think it’s all up in the past

(Oh, it wasn't produced by RJ?
Throw the beat away) i know damn
I know damn well you ain't come
In here sipping fake Tris
I be sipping Quagen with

bumping that wavy flex
Couple of crazy checks, I've been up for days
Someone save me, just, come and take the stress
Fuck away the mess, I twist up

Houdini come and see me
Cause it's magic
In the city pretty titties
Come and grab it
I got habits
With the maggots
Afterparties hot bodies
Run by faggots
In

sing like the opera
Damn
Leave them dry like a fossil
Shit
I got the sauce like a pasta
Soon as you come to my city
These bitches know that I'm litty,

Come on everybody
do you like good music
jive bunny

wilson pickett's land of a thousand dances

na na na na na, na na na na, na na na, na na

Thug Luv

Lil' Kim

La Bella Mafia

2003

Like a gun shot
Twist' is yo' flow cold?
Well I think so
Kim do you got dranks
Crist' by the box
Twist' do you got smokes
Well I got 'dro, now baby

a loop
I'm in spin n
I'm in a twist

Sexy body
She's so buff
Talk to me on the phone
Your voice sounds lush
Telling me to come to your crib
In a rush
Foods

(What do you want me to say?)
(Ilovethisbeat)
(Ilovethisbeat)
(Ah, sto con Money, non ce n-)

Ho solo real ones by my side 
Un vero real one by

and they cheat and they steal
Call Ms. Piggy all they do is squeal

My life is a dreamin
Move like a heathen
Float on the leanin
Corner stay fiending
Yeah

Yo Cam, let's flip this thing on these niggas
Ya'heard me
(Let's do it my nigga) Well do your dizang
(There's nothing, man, Up top, down south
Right)