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Aye, Kash
Hop on me (Yah!)
She want to fuck on me (Woah!)
On these all white sheets (All white sheets)
All white sheets
And I want to go to sleep
But
Moore,
George Moore,
Catch Me Daddy English Moors,
And broken doors,

You live in Keats,
The Liffey littered with Grogan's seats,
And Disorder by Joy
The book don't end with Malachi
Devil will win employee of the month by the dozen
'Til one score and three years from the third when he doesn't
My village
early dawn
Down at the far end of an avenue,
Going we know not where: and so ten years,
Since Enoch left his hearth and native land,
Fled forward, and no
feet
You see, I am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta
yeah, ay, yeah, ay
Roll me another one, yeah, ay
Three years in the game and I'm only seventeen
Started rapping early because music was my remedy
Wonder
saying, ""Hey, World - Kiss My Ass!""... No more wet dreams about Supermodels... No more Barry Manilow... For a few years anyway... Wondering ""Am I
The sweetest little thing I ever knew

I never will forget the early years
The way we shared the laughter and the tears
And our first precious kiss
Oh, how
bag
And I robbed the pilot
Forty million streams in a year, yeah
That's kind of priceless
Finna do a show overseas
I gotta fly to Iceland
I be chasing
you told me he was named Barry White

How did it feel to be seven years old and so carefree
How did it feel when there was nothing that could get to me
a wrong turn, we steer right, we got our goals, career life
Every night, you're the first, the last, my everything, Barry White
We lovers and friends and we
for the Bloods 
The whites for the cops, and the stars come from the clubs 
Or the slugs that ignites, through the night, by the dawn 
Early light,
of this land.

“If you rise early in the morning,
Early by the break of day;
Then you will find your dearest William Taylor,
Walking with some lady gay.”
of the assholes and the douchebags
Wrist is Barry Allen, Diamonds on my jewels flash, So you mad,
Salute me not no red, no white, no blue flag
Its the most spoiled
don't invite in, 
But since we got a like friend I could get you like, 10"
I told him I could move like 10 by nights end
Put the white over the plate,
the friendzone
Then got to the end zone with A-holes

But he made you happy so I didn't mind
If it started getting deep like Barry White's voice
I always let you
more wet dreams about Supermodels
No more Barry Manilow
Not for a few years anyway
Wondering "Am I a loser?" will be a thing of the past
Say good-bye
I never get busted and have to pay some fines 
For havin' a, secret garden, like Barry White 
I must not tell anyone and keep my lips sealed tight
thing called

Music to make to your old lady by
Barry white used to work
Shoot, even Abba used to work the way i was doin' my thing
But man, you put
First class 5 years old 7 forty 7
Being served by white chicks that look like Mae West
Looking like Madonna, 1986
My mind is on some Einstein mathematics
To the otherside like Jim Morrison
Guzzlin' gin wondering if I drink more than him
Scary thought
I got the juice like Barry Bonds
I ain't tryna blend in like
soldier, (dont man say nooOoo)
Im a ghetto soldIER, (how white say nooOoo)
yes a ghetto soldier, (black man say nooOoo)

Got an S on my chest hahaha
For that white powder
A deuce deuce will leave little holes
In your top like salt shaker
Then I'll finish it off with a big cap
On your head like a park
[Verse 1]
Barry Tolbert, Lookout Lane
He was white knuckling a diamond ring
And fumbling for the dome light
Sherry Lynn knows somethings up

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