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somewhere overseas, foreign sick
Thought you could fuck with me, by far Rem sick
Meek, Drake, Safaree, I see men in your pants
We call that Jelani, get it?

Briefcase Boogie

Frank Zappa

Thing-Fish

Thing-fish:
Ob'dewlla! is why'awright? don't be pullin' de boy's chain too hard dere! he gots 'nuthuh show t'do t'morrow! don't put dat in yo' mouf, girl! I

the morning
She don't got love but she need somebody
Like girl, I could be somebody
She put some ice in my mouth, she sluttin me out
We rocking all night till

and
She keep the new ones on
Life in living color
She the one I spend them blue ones on
And it's right where you belong, girl
He make you Uber home
When he

The more that you selling the more that they shop
Protect all ya loved ones with more then a glock
CuZ even a pussy could fire a shot
That's little Jodie he

needs to be driven by car, to and from campus. And you're going to take care of that. And he goes, Cool. And the negotiation was done. 
I didn't know yet,

I know
She said that she don't even like girls
I said you could have the best of both worlds
Me and you, yeah, we can find our own girl
Hannah

the kitchen and I’m cookin' Topanga
I don't really fuck with strangers
Never know he could be singing
If you want a hunnid we can arrange it
No refunds so it

The White Boy Troubles

Frank Zappa

Thing-Fish

at de gas statium...when why'sent de ol' lady in fo' de inner-tube patchin', 'round de foth o' july.

Harry-as-a-boy:
Quentin? how could he be so

on the prize
I've seen princess hoes
Best of both like Hannah Montana
I think this bad one's taking the Mick
So I tell gyal move to the side like Jagger
She

Movie

Mike Stud

Closer

2014

Hannah Montana, Hannah Montana
Let's make a movie, get it on camera
And it'll be the best of your life
I met her once, hit it twice, that's a hell

Hannah Montana, Hannah Montana
Let's make a movie, get it on camera
And it'll be the best of your life
I met her once, hit it twice, that's a hell

it can't be this
I know where to find you that Hannah Montana
The load got me looking like Santa
Free all my youngins that's stuck in that jam for that

And a nigga be blowing on packy
And my 7s one hundred im taxing i remember i used to be jacking
Now im feeling like tony montana
Choppa singing like hannah

have a strategy or you could be a statistic
Little boy dies, he's just one of the mystic
And mama steady cryin', 'cause she really the victim (Jesus)

have a strategy or you could be a statistic
Little boy dies, he's just one of the mystic
And mama steady cryin', 'cause she really the victim (Jesus)

No-one, comin' around, giving
This nigga ideas, he gets
With his niggas and he really do what
I do, and be like 'yo, we need
To, ah man, I need to, we need

Only the Strong Survive

Too Short

Menace II Society

1992

was smooth gunned down by a teenage gangsta
No bigger than me, never could be hisself
Always tryin to act like someone else
There just ain't no

a vocal
And we still don't have a song
If we could
get this thing accomplished
Nothin' else could go wrong
So he balanced the ashtray
And he picked up

And I did you wrong yea, but vavy you had did me wrong 
You kept telling me that there was more than this that I could be
And I was telling you that

with a honey by the name of Hannah
Wearing nothing but a bandanna
Pussy wetter than Louisiana
You know the deal, peace to Miilkbone
I keep it real flyer

the band

It was a really fun song
Rockin' Robin
Rock, rock
Rockin' Robin
He made me a cassette tape
And I wish I could find it

But at the end of the tape

Hannah Montana (Switch)
Icy, young boy slimy, Matt and Trae, might go to Atlanta (My slime)
Black and white, I don't care 'bout race, we could kick it like

crib
Said he felt like he wasted that money
I could collect that from anybody
Is it two million or three..?
Or maybe one piece
It don't matter bout