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cheezay
Get em out and shut that bitch down

Huh? well lets ride nigga
We gettin high, red eyes, they all die nigga
Them Hot Boys started ridin

We gonna

You aint sicker than me I'm too ill
On another level than you I'm too skilled
This is like the Matrix red or blue pill
Nigga this shit like

Yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
Gang
Shh Shh Shh
Sh- go, go, go, go, go, go
Yea, yea
One red flag say fuck her
By tomorrow I get me another
Her friend wanna

obtain and invest in self-interest
And watch the fly multiply, Red-1 and Kardinal
Yes you must recognize, to this I testify
By the ways of the Samurai
If I

Super hot with that ass pretty face I will show ya
The carpet so red paparazzi will know ya
I smile so large Tom Cruise'll be watching
You know he taking

saved by da bell
Niggas getting saved by da bell
Niggas getting saved by da bell
Niggas gettin saved by da -
Yo
That's Red Beam Dream shit
Red Beam Dream

Like Baby

Jacquees

Like Baby

Did everything that I had to do to make it by
Did everything on my own and now that boy so fly
They can't see what I'm doing they tryna ask me why

Crimson thunder across your face
Like red peppers ain't hot as mace
Crimson thunder across your face
Met like hunters in a gazelle chase
Crimson

Colors [2007 Reggae Remix]

Kardinal Offishall

Sean Kingston

2007

money by the hour
Red (red), power deh yah, green (green), shower deh yah
Dem green with envy when me roll di purple skunk
Inna di black Beamer, white

he grew to be King
With a bad attitude and a dream
To paint the scene in the only colors he's ever seen
Red, black, green
Ahh Rahhhh


Block hot

got our eyes low
Vodka in our red cups, here lets drink another
We can do what we want
Party all night long
We can do what we want
Its a hot girl summer

flip flops by the front door
When you and me
We finally walk out
I hope it's hot out
I hope it's hot out

Yeah, I got a dashboard begging for your

that night her hot
Humpy performance of "Anaconda" was part of
A medley, and it was followed by a quick
Costume change that didn't quite reach

What It Ain't

TLC

Rhymes Galore

2000

pink
I love that gangsta red

Cause you ain't ghetto enough for me
And you ain't hot enough for me
And you ain't fly enough for me
And you're too

Bro get in check, we ain't shootin' at opps (get that nigga)
She want me to eat it but move like a thot (like, what, like, how?)
Red flags, I be

Rico's going crazy again

Outfit by Dior, this hot bitch on all fours
I got bands, a lot more, I'm dripping in all sauce
Shoes, they got hearts

good prana increase my Karma Uh
All I got's this Good Asé I put that on errrythang
Treat it like it's Red Hot I put that on errrythang
I put that

Whole fit dipped in Margiela, nigga, this pussy got levels, bitch, I'm pressure
Christians on, dancin' with the devil, red hot lips, no pepper, I'm

And just like that it’s over
Before we’ve had any time to play
But with your red hot lovin honey
I just can’t pull away

Hardly get to have a minute

My love, piece of my heart 
To my ladies out there 

Roses are red and never blue 
The sun's always hot and never cool
I have one heart I don't have

New God Flow.1

Ghostface Killah

G.O.O.D. Music: Cruel Summer

2012

as a wholesaler
I think it's good that 'Ye got a blow dealer
A hot temper, matched with a cold killer
I came aboard for more than just to rhyme with him
Think '99,

nah (fulla dem bitches nah)!
You know what it iz!


[Hook: Kmac]
Red pill, blue pill; I'm fulla dem bitches nah (I'm fulla dem bitches nah)!
One pill,

Swollen, mane
And then, bang! 
It's a battleaxe thing

Street fight, pit fight, red nose, blue nose
Old school vinyl so cold like blue note
Head spin,

the red eyes
I can't ever quit when I'm dead tired
Grind it out I don't need no amscot
You saying I ain't hot that's a damn lie
All these haters now I need