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Chased by girls so pretty
Feeling dandy and all witty
Aching like a grape in the sunshine
I took a pill here, a pill there
I headed West somewhere

I gave her a bob
I deactivate them pages like I'm tom
Yeah yeah I said yea yea
Wonder yeah I'm bout my bread
Bitch don't give 2 fucks yea yea
Stack it

Yeaaaaaaaaaaah! Hear me now
Dis be the one them a call Santé Prince
Him called by many names
Him a "Hot Chocolate", 'Flip Flop Phenom", "Great Black

this way and let your mind be free
And by the way, welcome to the party

Hey Grand master Bob that
Old school shit's fresh
But uh let's rock some of that

Have it lookin
Like marry

Pussy niggas tom
Rat niggas
Be Jerry

Two bad hoes
We out

By the
Parry

Get to the cheese
I ain't talkin
Bout dairy

Fly over

U Love 2 Hate

Yukmouth

Thugged Out: The Albulation

1998

Yes!
It's that nigga you Love 2 Hate!
Yes!
You love 2 hate!
This the song I dedicate to niggas who love to hate!
Look me in my face, I'm that

Sip on that sip and talk all my shit
Then pass the fuck out
Water my wrist and water her clit
Can't fuck with no drought
Keep one hundred and one

Sip on that sip and talk all my shit
Then pass the fuck out (Then pass the fuck out)
Water my wrist and water her clit
Can't fuck with no drought

It started out over in China
Then Tom Hanks got it in Australia
Prince Charles spread it all around London Town
Every time I got into an elevator

drastically
I hopped on the elevator
Catch me still rolling around Queens like I don't know any better
I'm a menace 2 society
I'm a menace 2 society
I'm

My Indo Window
By: Luvinnia Flowers
	

We gone smoke five blunts
We gone sit in the car windows rolled up
Iownn know which way we goin
you know We

should smoke a Bob Marley shoudln´t i?
Sure i will do cuz im cri cri critival
Let´s talk about im cri cri critical
Let´s talk about im cri cri critical

At a diner down on Broadway they make small talk
When she brings his eggs and fills his coffee cup
He jokes about his love life
And tells her he's

hard they on that peepin shit like tom you cant een clock the shit i do and if you do yo time went wrong she fucked her ex and now she bob ion be

small talk, elevator conversation
None of that generic communication
Speed date, you right till you turn 21, oh wait, that’s your birthday
But I’d rather

[Chorus]

I just had to leave couldn't stay no more,
Down the elevator to the door
It was getting to the point of no return.

[Chorus: x2]

It was

a different situation.

Nicko: ...it's different for you. You're not standing there all on your fucking own having asomebody try to get your attention and talk

Tom Brady is single. Ladies its true
Facts or fiction? You tell me. I'll ask you (Okay)
Yeah, Mr. President's dead, shot by Donald Trump in the face
Was

never cooks
no time write my book
and in the end I ain’t got nothin’ at all

Time Waits For No One
a year goes by in the wink of an eye
Time Waits For No

shooting got a bull's eye,
Things went left I gotta do right,
Off this drank I'm getting too high,
Too faded time flew by,
I can't help it I'm too nice,
I

lungs are damaged

Chain with the dangle
I do bad all by myself
1 of me. And 2 of you that's a threesome, spread them legs.
Chain gang first down free

This Rona girl done got me in a trance
I need someone to talk to I know that my feeling's that I want you
But I can't provide
That $5.99
 
Picking

help
In our land of milk and honey, there's a man who is counting the stars
His name is old Bob, talk to him if you meet him, he is the one who will bark

smithy of damnation
Sometimes heated by his love
For his power and his gold.

Inside there was his humble little clerk,
His peddling name was Bob Cratchit,