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thirty-five bands stuffed, got the pants tight (God damn)
Steve Urkel (yeah), two strands, doubled up, got a half pipe (whew-whew)
Heard he down bad, that's

ticket in a month, it'd take four weeks (brrt)
Chillin', I got Wocky' up in my body

Chillin' with Aki, he ridin' with Tommy
I hop off the jet, then I hop

clothes
But I can’t do no Christmas shopping
All the shops have been closed
The past two years or three I was kinda Merry by now
24 Bottles of Wine
Some

default my go-to
Day by day becoming my boo
And I got some shit to prove
God gonna keep playing games
But this shit gonna be worth it in a week or two
In

God Is Fair, Sexy Nasty

Mac Miller

The Divine Feminine

2016

know your body been mine?
I know you know I know

Sexy, nasty, have no guideline
One day, four times
You don't mind that I don't care (pleasure,

10,000 a night
Told myself I had to balance the work and the play
Lost my voice the whole month from talking all day
Cuz everybody want a piece of this

And my Chevrolet dizzy, you don't know how it feels
To lose a mil' in two months, shit's way to real
I saw my mom last night, one hell of a dream
She

of the month. Good for you! My twenty-two year old daughter ... and her forty-seven year old boyfriend ... live in my basement. And they use the easy bake oven

She pouring her cup by the deuce
She offer some henny now she acting too loose

V-12 engines we running through red lights
Tint is all black all you see

brother like a Wayans
Ya know I only show up if you payin', nigga
Yea, I always been on
I always been two on
For like the past five years
All these niggas

Mr. Me Too

Pharrell Williams

Hell Hath No Fury

2006

whisperers
Choke on your own spit just as soon as you mention us
Champagne corks, kicks by Louis sports and
Keep my hoes in Pucc' and Charles Jourdan
Cop

baby on baby
But five years ago, niggas say he was Jon
I touch down at the front of the plane
And the driver come pick up my Louis Vuitton
While he drive

Death is your designer none of my niggas never seen a comma 
You know we put all our hope in our baby mamas cash never ruled
You get slain by

didn't listen
Two weeks later
Hallelujah
I'm a Christian
Thank you Jesus
Hoping
Praying her period would show up
Nine months later
God didn't listen
He

When days turn to weeks and weeks turn to months
I ask if you're fine and you tell me you're not
(I met you in middle school)
The last month you were

Verse 2:

Last week I got a dreaded call
Heard my grandma got sick
And she falling off

No things weren’t looking too good

Got a picture, didn’t wanna

and beast to save
Water drawing nigh
He built the vessel high
To keep his family dry
He lived and loved the Lord by faith

One, two, three, four, five
All

you'd be mine forever and ever, 5040 minutes a week
Except Christmas Day 'cause you go see your mother
2800 less divided by 2
You said I'd be yours

Turn it
Bitch pop it, get cheddar
Stupid ice (water, water)
Louboutins on my feet (feet, feet)
Baller, baller
Ferragamo, Gucci, Louis (pressure,

and numb
As you were told

A headstart in a dead end job
Two days in lieu and four weeks off
Promotion promised - never arrives

A headstart in a deadend job

It's been 9 years since the day I thought would never come
Took me by surprise and then completely shocked everyone
You battled on your own but I

7

Arctic Monkeys

When the Sun Goes Down

2006

for days and weeks and months
I was that amazed and there she stayed
Surrounded by the "What if's?" and the "Maybe's"

No Charge

Shirley Caesar

Jubilation, Vol. 1 (Black Gospel)

1992

making up my own bed this week one dollar 
For going to the store fifty cents 
And playing with little brother while you went shopping twenty five cents

V1
Crazy in the morning, crazy in the evening
Got no time and time keeps tickin'
Days and weeks and months and years go by

V2
Gotta feed the dog,