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called the Tremé
Soon the Jazz started poppin' as I know you can see
That's a little bit of history about the Tremé
So Mardi Gras morning, drive around

Before the fame and all the clout girl i was always me 

Before the GLE back when i have no breesh

I couldnt get too vulnerable cant show that that

vibing to jazz, A wonderful world
Louis Armstrong and I flip on the grass
This not my homie, I don’t even know him
But he seems to know all of my biography

me up with that bong
Got more nuts than Armstrong
You just a tag along

Laying at night thinking that I'm better
It's getting cold its Sweater Weather

this
For that Visa, Mona Lisa
Somewhere outside Africa
We throwing peace signs
As we lead son
We elite son OG'd in
Is just me and my clique
Coming

Swing Ya Rag

Swizz Beatz

Paper Trail [Clean]

2008

money ain't the topic, homie, I ain't even talkin'
Hated on by the workers but I'm cool with all the bosses

Catch me flossin' at the mall, talkin

always shows 

My long drink when Jazz walks in the room 
You give me shivers down my spine 
And then I met up with super magic mistress 
Jazz can make me

Rolex Rulez

Yukmouth

Thugged Out: The Albulation

1998

That's what you get for tryin' to rob me fo my Rollie nigga
Rolex Rulez

Well an nigga wit the Rolex on
You best believe he packin' Stretch Armstrong

nigga
My team smoking that green
If you ain't seen me then you must be a lame, nigga
And I'll give you three shots hold this heat down
Shorty pussy so

M-O-E, bitch
E-Z
On the grind, straight gettin' it
Bout my cheese like Junior Kid
That money talk, I speak fluently
The dime size keep evokin' me

Take me for granted
Hop out of the flight and i landed
Lonestar is back, that some planning
Homies attack, I got a xanny
Switching slatt, my name

99, premature young nigga barely made it by, I seen my brother Ken in blood
That shit made me cry
Young nigga been thru hella shit was born in 99

Swing Ya Rag

Swizz Beatz

Atl Under Fire

If big money ain't the topic homie I ain't even talking
Hated on by the workers but I'm cool wit all the bosses
Catch me flossing at the mall (Mall)

Swing Ya Rag [Explicit Album Version]

Swizz Beatz

Paper Trail [Circuit City Exclusive]

2008

If big money ain't the topic homie I ain't even talking
Hated on by the workers but I'm cool wit all the bosses
Catch me flossing at the mall (Mall)

them lines, place’em lines, play some jazz…lay some…jazz

Give me anticipation, give me articulation, give me some syncopation…
That’s my

in his head
Cursed by the truth that is lived but never said
A mad man who can never move on
My best friend is Louis Vuitton
Lonely is the man that

These niggas on me (let's get it), the bitches on me (L's)
Got designer on me, Chilanta on me
I got Gucci on me (got Gucci on me), I got Louis on me

Back in the Day

Hank Crawford

The World of Hank Crawford

2000

Thing) James Brown, Billie Holiday)
(Stevie Wonder, Gladys Knight, Louis Armstrong)
(Minnie Riperton, Otis Redding, Etta James)

Back in the day, they

As soon as I get it, imma stack it and spend it
Like joel osteen stuff the bands by the kennel
Soon as I cop me a demon
Drive that bitch off

no (Hell no) can we can we can we go back
Highway 85 I'm alive and she's blushin'
Dad's class ring on my finger playing jazz
Louis Armstrong, fox trot

Yeah, go

Give me that (give me that), give me that, give me that neck
Give me that, give me that neck
Give me that
Give me that Becky
Pull up

Buddy Bolden Louis Armstrong Jelly Roll Morton and Fats Domino

Easy to be noble 
When you're sunning in the breeze
Find out who's got what 
When you're

When We're Human

Randy Newman

The Princess and the Frog [Original Songs and Score]

2009

of Louis Armstrong
Mr. Sidney Bechet?
All those boys gonna step aside
When they hear this old ex-gator play, Listen

When I'm human
As I hope to be

Trigger let that pop 
Can't move my legs like I'm paraplegic 
Pulled out uh tooth with no anesthesia 
Begging for my money look by Felicia 
I ain't no Mac