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to S.I.R. tonight
I got Mama's cookin's on my 1 track mind
Sunday dinner's gonna taste real nice
But when I saw your wranglers walk on by
You were the only

No one likes when Beans is spilt
Grandmas cookin kept it real
No one said the truth will heal

God I'm still sinin
Thought I'd always need a drug

tym książki
Nie mam już za co przepraszać to
Rozpierdala mi łeb jak bomby
Bądź spokojny, dzielnica bombi
Suka by chciała te sporty ale
Nie działa jak

Wishin', sittin' wishin' things'd be different
In the kitchen, cookin' up they lies they've been livin'
I had a vision, led me down the line in

we cookin', boy jumpin' out the gym
Out the gym, out the gym
Out the gym, make them motherfuckers swim
It's out the gym, it's out the gym
He 100, you

always a possible maybe  yeah

Jasse Pha
Eggs grits by the dozen  it's just your country cousin  sometimes I might be a slight buzzin' uh huh  thought it

bae I'ma slide
She ate the beef and waited
For the hot mayo inside
My cock get dry she stop by, can't go inside
'Cause my other chick in the
Crib

I feel like I'm by myself (Just play, just play)
I feel like I'm by myself
I'm here I'm so alone

Every time I turn around, I see your face boy

I'm a army all by myself
A soldier if nothing else
A outlaw and I want it all (and I want it all)
Them O.G.s that brought us up
Them young boys

Cookin' over stoves
Bag made by Marc Jacobs, totin'
Got my pistol in it
AMG, I'm rollin', fully focused
Need a cigarette i just gotta reassess
They know

slingshotin' around the sun beating Kessel Run record
By 0.1 parsec we breachin' a hole in the space time continuum
Mixing the present, the past and the future

our vision
Bills by a 100 billion, that's the premonition
Man listen
Any given sunday you lost
While the bills mafia gettin buffalo sauced
Get tossed,

K-k-k-Keshnavv Boy Watchu Cookin
Take her for ride make her shake it for a minute
I caught by her thighs shawty lovin' when I hit it
Wanna count from

nobody like me    
No Copy
Young boy brand so Fiesty    
so stop it
And Im never gonna stop it
hit em by the lips just to make another profit 
and pullin

Po' Boy

Bob Dylan

Love and Theft

2001

Man came to the door I say, "For whom are you looking?"
He says, "Your wife", I say, "She's busy in the kitchen cookin'"
Poor boy where you been?
I

how we stretch our  
  
need out through the way of things, like salt? 
cookin's relation to moanin' has already been 
established as having hurt too

Trap or Die

Bun B

Let's Get It: Thug Motivation 101 [Snowman Deluxe Edition]

2005

(ayy)

Smoke purp' by the pound (pound), Goose by the fifth (fifth)
Re-up on the first then again on the fifth (yeah)
We trap or die nigga (yeah, oh),

(ayy)

Smoke purp' by the pound (pound), Goose by the fifth (fifth)
Re-up on the first then again on the fifth (yeah)
We trap or die nigga (yeah, oh),

Lord

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Trap Lord

2013

know times will get hard
I'll pick up your life just abide by the lord
Or ride by the lord

Abide by the lord
Abide by the lord

You bout to get it from

Going to the store
Gonna cook it up
Passing all the kids
Tik-Toking around
Sipping on the smoothies
Wish I knew what
They were cookin'
They

Hopscotch

Joji

Head in the Clouds II

Cookin' like the rock, I'm cookin' like I'm bak'
Serve it to my sons, I serve it 'til it's done
I just do my dance when they wanna see me run (see me run,

probably think I'm washed
I'm kettle cookin' with the chip
It's on my shoulders 'til we win
I'm gettin' older by the minute, yeah
I really had it up

drop a gem like cookin' crack
And sell it hard, I'ma
Bankhead nigga to the heart, with
Tote tools on the boulevard
It's young niggas in a stolen car
With

be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in