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you grab me by the hand
Say you'll let me be your man
ct least for the rest of the night
Unless you don't got plans

[Hook: Casper Sun & Sunday]:
So two

Thing 4 U

Hook:
I’m not a Backstreet Boy or Nsync, I’m not a Jonas Brother but I can sing,
and Girl, I gotta Thing For You.
Beyoncé, Britney,

feelin' like a lil' suavesita
Pour the henny cause' we drink it by the liter
Hit the spliffy so we gettin' to relieve her
Shorty like to live the vida loca

like I'm six seven, but I'm only five five
The mp five's Nsync, so its bye-bye 
I got a clear eye view no dry eyes 
You snitch, i can't even raise a hand

it's tada
So when I pull out the mic I let that lady Gaga
If we not NSYNC then it's bye bye bye bye bye
If we are then imma slide and take my shot like

Vibe on the beat like a nigga NSYNC
Heavyweight rap lil nigga ding, ding
Yeah, yeah lil nigga ding, ding
I don't need no hook no a nigga not Kareem
Come

to roll to me, and I was sleepy in the back
And the birds fly by the thousands, it's a sure sign of sunny days to come
Well it made sense at the time
Well

the only real one here tonight
Shawty you're no lie
No lie
Shawty you're no lie
No lie
No lie
145 cruising down ocean drive
Big booty bitch by my side
Red

wire/ we n'sync high notes me baritone like a choir/ I'm higher flyin falcone sorrows this more then crack/ and that's facts/yeah that's facts/

I'm out

wings, you just hearing me glide (brrrr)
Don't like bitches too boujee for wings and fries
Stay by my side, we rock Louis at Uchi
Ain't talkin' bout nun,

this goat talk like I ain't picking my foes off
One by one, just making sure I don't go soft
Smoke the best weed, always blowing an O off
And bars is

Zig zag on your motherfucking ass
Smoking blunts by the cul de sac, cashed
Feeling like ash
Take you back to the past
Just real weed, fuck oregano

and dragons, I'm a bard Rolled nat one, killed by a guard
In my last breath, in my last yard, only thought on my mind was this beat go hard

YouTube search how

niggas at the port like Rick Ross
If she dont see that I'm important she can get lost
Niggas tryna add us up by what we bought
Niggas tryna do the math

the vision
The NSYNC
To your new edition
Testing
'Bout to hit the stage
Yea you know the mission
Listen
Fifty
A hundred bands
Is you with me
Dropping from

the hand's that feed's you bye Felicia
Poured gas on the bridge ain't cross through bye Felicia

Told her bye bye bye skrilla NSYNC
It's like her love make me

would sleep would have intense dreams
That shit was Tearing Up My Heart like I was *NSYNC
I try and keep head above water, but I’m in deep
Niggas hated me

hundred grams, ima show what a Savage is
Not ya average, im distinctly disparaging
Twisting cabbage off instinct 
Making big boy bands like I’m N’Sync

think nigga
Politicking, pyrex vision study what I’m cookin
One time lurking niggas murking
All this work I’m putting in
God bless us with that lick

Louisiana Bayou

Dave Matthews

Stand Up [DualDisc]

2005

No, no, mama, now devil done do-si-do 
Two young boys lyindead by the side of the road 
And the coins in their eyes represent the money they owe

I saw this girl looking at me she was dumb fine
I was looking for a way that we could combine 
I thought these girls were a little hard to come by

high
All I could see is jealousy
But I'm blinded by some ecstasy
Seen it all my best friend turned into an enemy

Now I'm countin up big racks
No cap,

lower for me
Stay stuck inside my room cookin in my laboratory
I ain't had no dreams since I'm facing eigths into my face
Nightmares running through my

and the sand
Workin to get to the bands
By the dirt and grit of my hands
I'm observing the digital scan
Cookin up in the studio
Servin that Michelin, man

Until