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Baby jekomo make you fit to calm down (calm down)
Tell me what you want make I go do am jejely
Baby girl me I stand by
Anywhere you want me I go dey

8 Million Stories

Kurtis Blow

Ego Trip

1984

la-de-da-de 

But little did they know there's a baby in the body 

She tried to hide it,but they'll soon know 

Because sooner or later that baby's got

I like fuckin' baby mamas
See, I grew up without a father, he alive, but shit, he gone
Know he proud a nigga winnin', by next winter, he'll be home

something

I'ma hold you down and baby that's no lie
My loyalty's forever, that's for life
I'm with you if you're wrong or you're right
I'm by your side, I'm

Gotta Getcha

Jermaine Dupri

Young, Fly & Flashy, Vol. 1 [Clean]

2005

Someday, someway
I gotta getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha
If it's the last thing that I do

Shit if that's the case baby, what's it gon? take
For us to get it

chick can put a tight dress on
But she still won't look this cute

[Chorus]
[Jermaine Dupri]
Shit if that's the case baby, what's it gon take
For us

with her my light was dimmer
Not a bad thing she calmed me down like MSG dinners
Months pass by, got put in groups, ain't think much of it
Found my leg

Camouflage Dons

Statik Selektah

Extended Play

2013

Wolves out, baby

My barrel lean like thorazine
Like reverend king, cream like
Cartel spark reel, y'all in the mezzanine
Women at the shot ball,

Stop Hatin

Master P

Ghetto D

1997

own enemies
his baby mama with him in a short skirt 
his last ride was in a car, i mean a black hearse
his friend took his life for the mighty dollar

with the big face
Shawty all up on me, baby come on over this way
Baby got that body like a Maserati
Ride me like Ducati or a new Ferrari
Baby moving

I took a breather
I'm running so fast they might test if I produce some semen
Sometimes when I'm rapping I feel like I'm possessed by demons
But this

Hotel in Sydney

Hopsin

No Shame

2017

for 30 minutes
It's been five hours, man, what's goi'
Yeah, shut your fuckin' mouth, ya fuckwit, before I fuckin' bash ya!
Man, what the fuck are you

guy, I'm in love with you
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"

Jeffersons.
Lets begin, it began, so begun
The story of one who went from girl to woman.
From crums to slums, to laced in diamonds.
Son by guns that sound like

See through the years, I watched niggas live and die
Its social genocide and I been barely getting by
I had two jobs and ain't got shit out here to show

For what it's worth motherfucker know your worth
Been talking my shit since earth's date of birth
Paid off judges
Bozo's with badges
Bash all their

the Pisa (ayy)
Still don't give no fuck if that bitch won't cut (ayy), nigga check my piece up (ayy)

We pour the drank by the liter
I need a strap for

manipulate the shit out of you
Never mad at you
Only disappointed by your attitude
I diss opponents
Always sad
It's true
But I'll nurture you
Take you

and making it free
Ron-De-Vu with me and we busting back, see
Even when I win, it feel like he lets it be
Like Great Day, me and my homie Baby Bash
At the same

And think about how
To get my life to start
Maybe I can clash with a couple hard knocks
Maybe I can latch on to what I don't stop
Maybe I can bash in
Baby I

Unpopular by demand I'm the man Sho'Nuff
Not even Saitama himself could withstand one punch
From the man with the iron fists lyrics bash your fronts
While you

would pass you by
When you’re not in my life I ain’t got no life

New life for my baby boo
I don’t really care what you used to do
Long as you got me I'ma

pipe hot cook a niggas brain now
They calling him Frylock
You niggas can't hide from the
Eye of a cyclops
I ride drive-by put you guys in an ice box

axes, arrows, stones
Haedes, Atlantis, Athens, Rome
Arenas, crowds, people cheer
The HRSMN are here!

Raisin' my battleaxe
I'll bash ya into pieces