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And guess what I did with it. Why? 

I put it away! Now remember, 
I have six butts, not six boobs. 

And so you know what?
I’m going to be here every single

Chorus
Its gtting late come to my place
And lets get right into it lets do this 



Verse 
Hey lady 
How you doing  
 
Your admiration is

and we made it all by hand)


Maddd
Cuz native to this land
Why you mad
Cause we native to this land bitch
You just made it to the sand in ships
(With

When shit gets real
Don't want to feel
Her emptiness is hollow
She drowing in the bottle
Those sips are filled wit sorrow
Mix that wit pills
You got

the exoticness
Get amazed by them toxins, so please go lace me the fanta mix
I just pray for no counterfeits as mistakes don't acknowledge it
Imma stay with this

keep the peace but they wanna
Hold heat like a sauna
Gonna step into your nightmares
You pull it when you sleep
I'm still standin right there catchin

standing alone
Never felt this rejection now that I'm standing upon
I never said i was right and i know i did you wrong
Now I'm feeling so weak cos your love

and wastin my time
I'm relentless for mine
Give a fuck if you fine
Bitch, I'm killin' shit right now, no more being kind
All I wants a hoe to keep it real

getting long my name getting bigger
The game will not be the same my nigga
Slide to the right if you my nigga
Big bag for the whole crew my nigga
I want

tasty with some ketchup on it
If you want me to shoot someone, I am on it
I'm not actually gangster, imma be honest
I'm just in my room
Makin' this song

you're stopped by a cop
The difference is, who advances the plot
You have to do it, and I can simply not, because
Baby, I'm the white man
I don't sing

They want it for free until
You wanna sell something
That's why I look up to 3
'cause he went on to sell something
Mandem gotta be great
Good enough is

I Want You, I Need You

Bobby Brown

Remixes N the Key of B

1993

Bbrown back
Y'all
Ayo stanley
Do me a favor
Drop it

()Chorus)
I want you, I need you
I want you, I need you

(Verse 1)
I've been around the world

some, fears of my music that's thrown
Into the garbage, how come?
I cannot make my sound heard by the entire world?
But creating is all I want to do with

do, you claim that you don't want no one else
I thought that the point of it all was to make you feel wanted, needed, loved
To let you know I will be

fighting my demons ah
Quite sure you gat yours too
If you want the money you go sacrifice
So tell me, are you ready to pay the price
If you don't know, you

They Got Me

John Forté

Poly Sci [Clean]

1998

fearin' the pen, 'cause I don't want to go in
It's going on-and-n-on-and-n-on- again!

[Forte' - Verse One]
Yo, Call my lawyer
They ran up on me son,

with you 
That’s why I can rarely be moved by your words
When your actions are clear and acute 

So many tin den dae mona me
We are not friends, tu n

said it was gonna be thrown by one of her friends
Said it'll go all night, right into the weekend
Said it'll be a good way to spend a Friday night
She

You can't stop me from doing me
And right now I'm on a rise
From somewhere I should n Shouldn't be

like it ain't shit (Mmh)
Ok now check it out (Yeah)
It's mostly what I'm about (Yeah)
I know a lot of these niggas are probably word-of-mouth (Facts)
But

the Ville
From Cypress to Sugar Hill
By the spot, had Shante on the block all day
You JJ Fad'n, I want the rocks and Shante
We in the Jungle, brothers singing

40 Acres and My Props

Show & A.G.

Runaway Slave

1992

Show want to rhyme?"
I didn't want to get back and do Fed time
I want to live right and exact, I don't want to be the fat cat
Off the crack and have

Something About Susan

Brotha Lynch Hung

Mannibalector

2013

when he came in
I wanted to pull out the N9ne milli and bash his brains in
Grr, you know how Brotha Lynch will do it
Walk up on a nigga with 2 blades