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Get No Better

Unlinked Artist

A Tribute to Cassidy

2004

'm bout
To put a three story elevator in my yacht 
they goin keep hatin it boo, but keep holdin' me
Down strong dis song dedicated to you.

How you

Some Girls (Dance With Women) [Radio Edit, No Rap]

JC Chasez

Some Girls: Dance With Women

2003

The door is coming off the hinges.
About to pass out - No doubt it's hot in here.
Because the club is full of bi***es
Its wall to wall and I got

It's the only way that this goes
By tomorrow girl i'm a ghost
She the type to always do the most
Crazy for the night, morning feeling dozed (Look)

Was suicidal
Tsunami tidal survivor
I grow by soaring the waves
My crows'll show me the way
Baby I can't confide it in you
Can't even talk to my crew

Knocking at ya door, leave em on the floor
If i'm knocking at ya door, gonna leave you on the floor
All I heard is  I ain't seen him before

Trick my

thunder, the tympani of my blood, though
The life that I've been leading is something less than chaste

There once was a man
Because of the voice
Who went

and I done
lost a lotta Niggas, so my trust fucked up,
mayne….

[Chorus (4X)]

[Verse 3:]
Sittin' nites, need my medicine and my
needles, All

Highway hypnosis (Amelie)

I was ridin down the beach at Santa Monica Pier
Lil’ dehydrated when a whisper i hear
Then i saw a genie pop up from

ever need
Long as I can write my pain down and share it with the streets
Hope that it's inspiring
Hope that I can get to certain heights before retiring

I could see you in my life, you don't gotta tell me twice
Baby I can make it right, you know that you be looking nice
Need you by my side, they was

what was meant for me/ 
did this all happen intentionally/ 
my thoughts flow/ 
see they screaming hold on and I'm ready to let go 
but there's, just a,

dreams can take you very far
In Atlanta
I'm talkin' Kimberly Court Posse, K-C-P
West side, Fourth Ward, on up to A-D-V
I'm talkin' down by the Lawton,

Two, three, four

My baby don't mess around 
Because she loves me so and this I know for sure
But does she really wanna but can't stand to see me

would be should be
Numbed by the pressure see I really wanna be me
Inspiration gone direction gone
Packing my bags I must be (I must be done)
But my heart

the free.
Then caught the hoe slipping and broke her for 3; this was all in a week. 
Either you ain't or you all in with me, if I take the Doe better fall in

you said had me blushing
Gbg baby I'm fucking ya cousin
Player boy on the shelves dust him
Back to the streets had ya boy rushing

Got my heart broke

the food
Cash Money Millionaire, Slim and Baby mood

Your bitch all at niggas' cribs
Like the cable dude
Why every gang watered down? Man
I hate these fools

of this was really worth the clout
Baby girl you're tired of all these empty conversations
Tired of passing out the work without the compensation
Party girl

When I'm teaching a man how to fish
I'm back baby
You know that
I can't do this shit all alone
Can't show the pain in my heart
So I do on these songs

to rage with my bros yeah
WESTSIDE baby you know where I go yeah
In the range, in the range, keep my poll yeah
Cash Green not for you, you can go yeah
You

Pulled you out by your hair
If people ask I was never there
Come on baby and take a ride with me
Come on baby let's drive to the sea

Chorus

It's a hot

Choppin up That Paper

Val Young

Headz or Tailz

1998

the see-a-d-I double l double a-see always

Chorus 1x

Verse 3:
(ak)

Now identify who it was that labeled me, systamatic it's a habit, situation
When I'm such

down since the crash
Cause her fucking neck snapped, she greedy with my cash
Baby holla at me I can be there in a flash
But hit me up soon so I can

Mount Cheaha is my Everest
And the Coosa is my Nile
Alabama's where I was born and raised
And I think I'll stay awhile
We sing about sweet home