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bands
I'ma stop, don't wait, don't hang with no friends

Moving up days, I was out trying to get up
They went to the fall, I went to the win
While I'm

you grab your ankles yea
Celebrate good life just dance
It's a bad bitch Hop Out
Yea yea yea
Take a break from the traffic
Gon make that pussy pop now

You up, and you down
You cool, you a clown
You smooth, then you lose
Once a fool, never doubt cause
It'll all work out
Another day
You up, and you

the work on the low take it to the trap (Keys)
Flip the whole thing and sell it right back
Moving good, got 6k's nigga moving in a week
What that mean, that

Beautiful Skin

Goodie Mob

Still Standing

1998

deserved every complement
Now, remember our indifferences make us the same
You gotta have some game, or
You ain't even gonna be able to take care

Goodbye Earl

The Countdown Singers

Today's Country [2 CD]

2001

Right away Mary Anne flew in from Atlanta 
On a red eye midnight flight
She held Wanda's hand as they worked out a plan 
And it didn't take 'em long

Ring around the rosie, I been ridin' with the .40, if you play, you gon' feel that stick, yeah
Pull up to the red light, shawty walk by, lookin' good

To strike the Cattle Barons a blow. 

V15 Fanny 
As we make our way, to the congregation today, dear ladies, friends, I’ve something to say. 

V16 Woman 1

401K, make sure it's low risk
Then get some real estate (how much?), four point two percent
Thirty year mortgage, that's important, that's a great deal

needs (Jesus, Lord)

Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel

needs (Jesus, Lord)

Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel

I'm Outta Here

Diamond and the Psychotic Neurotics

Stunts, Blunts & Hip-Hop

1992

gonna make it"
Now I feel guilty 'cause it was my beef
The neighborhood knows some friends don't speak
His older brothers keep looking at me
Totally

for the west
Heard they got a couple banks in town that ain't
been held up yet
Well uh, I oughta make it by sundown
I figure thats enough time for me

money , do it everyday .
Earning money , earning money , spend it everyday .

Verse 3 By Raww :

And you tell me who deserve it ?
Eyes get low , didn't

skin stay shinning
Someone tell me take my time oh I'm out my mind again

Bartender bring me a bottle of bourbon
Yo job is observing when I'm gettin low

the weapon chosen I'm that mad and nice
Nuts, Brain , Gore and shit spread in the open , Ass, hand and eyes
It won't make no sense when I pull out a 50 you'll

make it
Cause trust me I got you till the end
It's clear that you love me
There's no need to fake it
Darling take my hand
Let me take you out
Show you

won't look good
But since the sounds are universal, New York won't look good
Picture Phife losing a battle, come on, get off it
Put down the microphone

friend
I don’t care what they say
They’re still gonna pay
And the power of mine
Is the one that’s inside
It’s the one that u can’t find
Even if u tried
It

twin
Yall niggas bitches not my kind
She threw it back again
That mean this time
The perfect time

Out in atl
You might take you some Ls
You want some

the booth,
I take out the pain that’s within and tell it to that software
Civilised construction, cause all my songs are engineered by myself
They say they

a trackhawk
Smoking way too much I did it again, the pack gone
Hit a bitch and hitting her friend that's what the act on

Bought that girl a good meal, eating

it back, run it back
Might make a mixtape with my nigga Mac
Run it back, run it back
None of my tracks they
Aye, pull up in the whip
Feeling good

the sheets
I got y'all ll screaming out dig it Out take us out in around 3 Around 3
I beat it up like I'm Rocky No Girl I'm Ali
They say they fuck with blue