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Bands, bands they know I'm hot like a sauna
Bands, bands she looked at my fit 
See I'm dripped in designer 
If I do a hit, you know me better to know I

Always pulling in that brass
Tax bleed to the bone
She call me up like Hey what you on
I said Fuck sleeping in then I passed back out on the phone

Here Come the Lords

Lords of the Underground

Here Come the Lords

1993

make it funky
Stop being stingy knocka, pass that Brass Monkey
I step, off a stage, everyone knows, who I am
Grab the mic like Teddy Riley and I _Jam_

Got Them Bands

Chief Keef

Finally Rich [Best Buy Exclusive]

2012

bands
And I blow it all in France
Italy and Vietnam (damn) 
I'm that mans, I'm ballin' (damn, damn)
And Kobe I am him (yeah)
Got Versace on my legs

On her ass
I never choke
It's a bigger fact
Look at that
I'm runnin' notes
Like a money bag
Gimme that
She gettin' choked
Fuck a summer jam
Shit is hot
I

I'm all in her brains and guts
We smoked like eighty blunts
The only way is up
Tryna own a Mercedes truck
I cannot make it up
I got the sauce, that is

stacks
I got a bitch and she fuck wit my friends
I got a bitch who gon fuck with no hands
Talk like she talk but she do it for bands
Stay in my hoodie I

if them bands ain't
Straight when that time end
In other words you pull them
Strings it get violent
(violence) That's only round one it's
Getting hot

bands
Countin money I den cut my hands
Couple bands not a 100 bands
All it took for her to Fuck my mans
100 bands
100 bands
I'm in yo hood like

ring call me Yao Ming
Ben Baller chain still cost 2 hunnid
With the cut down, fuck all that man I still want it (yeah)
That's like not getting money

night
When she hear that brass, shake her all white

She make it sweat from hora, hora
Break ya back, like bora bora           
She ain't gotta pay

about that. And, I mean we played like a cat on a tin roof, and we all thought it was a blazing gig.
But we later found out and we thought the tape was

Gone in a flash stomp on the gas scramble the dash
These niggas like Simba they run from they past
They say that its gold when it's really just brass

wanna be in it bitch you better act right

I got this feeling that you hate me but you act like you like
I had a dream that the Devil was just you by my

his hands behind his back
He hit me about seven times and I knew that it was brass
I said ah nah, he really need to get it
And by the look on my face,

like that I go through bands, and smoke on man
I told her that it's all for the set
Baby girl I run up a cheque, and I don't take checks
I tell them

Ayy, big bands on me, drumline (big bands)
I just let the money talk, don't need no punchline
I like the sunshine so I said, "Fuck the roof" (what is

head by goodnight
And move on to ya neighbors like its nothin', do it twice
Frustrated, my stomach achin', I hate it
I think it's 'bout time that my

that
Could pull it off not naming any names
Modeliste: How would you describe
Your personal style?

MGK: I like passing by mirrors or windows
Especially

The Buzz Kill

Sage Francis

A Healthy Distrust

2005

concepts, new tools, new weapons
By analyzing the past, Sage can project into the future

I used to think that rappers had it figured out
Brass Monkey,

Gettin to the guap (Yea)
Choppaz in the car (Yea)
Don’t make me pull the AR (Yea)
Im countin it band after band
I’m countin it band after band
I

my arsenal

Go

Or maybe I don't know
I didn't even know but like I said it's
Drunk thoughts

Cause I'm T-E-V-I-A to N
That's D-O-N-T-E
That's

side of town yea
Bands on me, what it do my G?
Got that long money, I'm talking centipede
? they still no clue i can bang all day no?
But your btch I

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Walk around the city like I know I am the man
Everything they said I couldn't do, I really can
Need my rubber bands
Need my