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to fit in and belong
But I make 'em weep like I'm fuckin Louis Armstrong
I been tryna be strong, pressure get the best of me
I'm snapping like a branch off

,

Christmas in St. Louis

 

 

Christmas in St. Louis, and can’t nobody stop me

TH’ Lou love me so much, i’m like the opposite of Kroenke.

You’ll flip like

shit here since ye' tall
(Han) gettin' head from her, when Ye called
I made it nigga (Made it nigga)
You hated nigga (Hated nigga)
You dinosaur niggas,

Your girl, she text you while she givin' me brain
Yeah, I'm in love with all the money and fame
(I'm off the drugs, I'm so high)
(Soaring through the sky

just with it for sure
All of these goofies is bitches I know
In love with this life and the way that it treat me
If you try to take it from me Imma blow

I Luv Dem Strippers

Nicki Minaj

Based on a T.R.U. Story

2012

my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine (engine)
So when I back back (back)
I'm frontin' on you niggas (frontin')

Yeah, I love them strippers

my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine (engine)
So when I back back (back)
I'm frontin' on you niggas (frontin')

Yeah, I love them strippers

[Hook: Lecky]
But you done shown me how you felt
You aint no angel I can tell you straight from hell
You think you high and mighty, humble yourself

what I've done
Who I am or where I'm from
If you don't know it by
Now then you just dumb
I ain't got no pistols, inf beams
Choppers or no Dracos
No car,

High Speed

2Pac

Still I Rise [Clean]

1999

Michigan, (M.O.B n****, M.O.B)
From Atlanta, Georgia to Utah
(Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?)
From St. Louis to Alabama
(I`m gonna buy me

strapping
Spend a bag on a Louis V jacket
In love with the fashion imma addict
I dont want that shit you can take it
But if your pussy clean bitch come make

and grow
My babies will never know no PAIN
I made a promise to myself
Duckie you gonna do this
All the way from Clinton to Mechanic we gon do this
Since

flow
And I walk it and talk it like I'm Quavo
I spit the heat you already know
Can someone tell me who is Pablo
I switch up the flow and I ain't

already knew me
Her body a brick house and skin like Drambuie
I flex like my Armstrong and spit like Louis
Love a lady with class
(I'm not into groupies)

You've Got the Dirtee Love [Live; Live]

Dizzee Rascal

You've Got the Dirtee Love

the bottom
Because that's where I came from, I ain't forgotten,

You got the love
(Who's got the love)
You got the love
You got the love
(Who's got

I Been Dope: The Town Remix [Bonus Track]

Kutt Calhoun

Black Gold

2013

in the club, still a thug by the book
Are you a book or a slut, where's the love I don't know
At the same spot as you left it, you feel me but just

the lights down low
put the stereo on
put on our favourite record by
ella fitz and louis armstrong
and take you to our living room dancefloor
and I'll hold you

When you feel alive
Passing right when you feel alive

We passin by the city light around us window watchin
Cant see the stars from here that light

the fellowship!
Bounced for the hell of it!
I prefer the long run!
Call me when the song done!
Asked me if I'm on one!
On my Louis Armstrong!

I'm broken
My nuts I make 'em hold 'em
I'm nuts, I think you know it
But you trust I got some motives
Do it by my lonesome, Moses (Malone)
Everything I

a shin bone
Judge me by my skin tone I'm blowing up. I guess I'm middle eastern
You told me to follow my mans (Aye). Skeleton like I'm Sans (Aye)
I'm high

and now i turn the lights down low 'n put the stereo on
put on our favourite record by Ella Fitz and Louis Armstrong

take you to our living room dance

the love gon' turn to hate on him
He show em love, but they still gon' wanna hate on him
This young nigga, he ain't really even fazed by em
This young nigga,

his, she's got hers
I want my drugs in a Louis bag

I don't want you love, I don't want your love 
From here to up above
I don't want you