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it east different cities, different girls, different titties
and we get ‘em by the dozens call 'em groupie committees
We getting busy like bone all up

me
We can just live happily
I like you with makeup on
I like you with make up off
It don't matter anyway
You still take my breath away
I hope that you

Got a few things on my wish list, but I'm grown up now, don't do Christmas
Gotta go get shit, bet I'm gonna get this, shirts come wet and the drips

raise the bucks
Peel money rolls 'til our thumbs get the paper cuts
Chill retardo, South Beach Gallardo
Teals started up, go brr like it's Nardo

Chain Gang twenty-twenty two
TDSC
IDS crew
All that tough talk you doing really don't mean shit
Come up out your crib
You're gonna get your wig split

A Hollywood wife 
On the come up

I dont even kiss 
But I'm passionate

You passin it

Are you tryna
Smash or fit

Jealousy warder
I never had it growing up

side

[Chorus]
Long Live John Walt 
I never thought the day would come 
Feel like it's my fault 
I feel you shining thru the sun 

Long Live John Walt 
I

can't tell, I
Look to the sky as the raindrops fell
I pray, just let me live for today
I ain't afraid of the rain.

Verse 2

Won't run away my dear
I'm

about you with my crew
They clown and they hate
Can’t believe that I found you
It’s feeling like fate
Beat it up yeah it’s round 2
A nigga can’t wait

and bought a new glock
Full size, draw the dark lines for the mob ties
Keep em in the blind with my crew we livin mob lives
Two phones, I'm in two zones, gotta

You Get What You Give [Club Remix]

Atlantis

Superdance Hits, Vol. 1

1999

the music in you 
One dance left 
This world is gonna pull through 
Don't give up 
You've got a reason to live 
Can't forget
We only get what we give

up
A senior five years too long, it's time to show up
Put on my cap and gown, stroll up, get my diploma
In diplomacy, handle my business and be

Bonnie & Clyde, Pt. 2

Foxy Brown

Chyna Doll

1999

for your nigga?
I gets lie for my nigga
Would you live for your nigga?
Do up big for you nigga
Would you bid for your nigga?
Shit, you my nigga

came to fuck up a check 
I wanna see you work it I wanna see sweat 
You only been stripping to get out of debt 
One dance with a nigga like me you set

up)
Hop on this lap (uh, skrrt)
Geek it up, geek it up (skrrt, skrrt)
We ride an Uber like cab (Uber)
Drivin' by in two or three jabs (drive)
I can

bust on track for
No money not a stack
I get gully on oney, so love for your gang
But i guess you be one of them big shots now
Come through grab a mic

two.
Put my hands up on my hips,
Then I crank my Scooby-doo.

[Chorus]

[Mike Dingo]
Hey, they love to see me move.
Me and my whole crew.
Cause

it show it)
Clutchin my pipe n I'll blow it (blow it blow it blow it)
U want a shot well cmon po' it (Po' it po' it po' it)
It's round 2 come here
What

Freedom

Grandmaster Flash

The Sugar Hill Records Story

1997

is gonna rock your mind huh

Flash two times
Beat beat, you in the crew hold it
Why don't you find somebody and party
I like this part
Get down

good
Ride on 20's with TV's
Leather interior and wood
Rolexes, at least ten G's on a necklace
Pullin up at the club in
Two Caddy truck stretches
My click

the sun comes up tomorrow
I'm working, you're having fun
Not too devious, but that's me
Spontaneous if you ask me
But then again, I'm blending in.

All my homies tryna smash those
I had to go switch up the damn flow

Riding around I'm getting it but them two pills got me lifted 
And this drank that

Roll, roll a little fire if you want to blaze up
And drink a little rum if you want to get drunk
And dance a little more if you want to drop down

goody-two shoes to a pair of stilettos
Take the time to take a chance
Time to live and love and dance
Dont ya wanna?

Stay away from guys like me, yeah they