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Only Your Mother

Scarface

Balls and My Word

2003

for a four and a forty
Miss done get your Ford for a house - "Help me homie"
See, I can give a fuck about your loss cause you're phoney
You'se a lame

to the part where his records
Could 'fford him a couple Fords like "Lord, ain't he gifted?"
Christmas just doesn't fit him, I need my own holiday
And by

monster

Roll up, uncalled for
Doors get popped in the four door
Ayy, what's that? Who's in a Ford car?
Big guns turn your son to a daughter
You don't

I'm pullin' up, four hundred and better
It's a real blizzard storm in this motherfuckin' bezel
I poured my heart out, I wrote me a letter
A nigga so

walking with a solo swag
You think you ballin' in that four do' Jag? Nah
In Tom Fords with a MK bag? nah
Give you a bird's eye view of the streets
Nigga,

walk through him
Yo God You sound like you giving up
When every building is feelings we building up
Till It's Burberry and 4 seasons
Bet I shoot bury

75 Septembers

Cheryl Wheeler

Philo So Far: The 20th Anniversary Folk Sampler

1994

Wilson was the president
As summer blew her goodbye through the trees

A child of changing times
Growing up between the wars
Fords rolled off

In the Benz on the dash quarter million
(Skrrt)
Got me feeling like a villain
Strike a pose hear the screams of million
Got me feeling like a villain

In the Benz on the dash quarter million
(Skrrt)
Got me feeling like a villain
Strike a pose hear the screams of million
Got me feeling like a villain

whores
I ran into a Porsche
Crushed all four doors
Flew out the windshield
Into a four-door Ford
With such force
I fell into a fucking time warp
This day

at your door
Start to scream out loud, Wu-Tang's back for more
Yes the hour's four, I told you before
Prepare for mic fights (and plus the cold war)

[Verse

Ride Through the Country

Colt Ford

Live from Suwannee River Jam

2009

heel, so don't you ever cry for me, 
I ain't ashamed where I'm from, you always will come, 
Take a ride through the country.

Up, dressed, and gone by

ain't all fake
It's just 4, 999 of 'em that ain't on tape
See me? I know ya type
Lotta lip on you, you gotta overbite
How you expect to keep up wit'

Why scream aloud if you ain't Hearing me
Or paint the picture out so vividly
These other rappers look like Food to me
Mic Check when it's time ta eat

as it passes by 
And I note the one thing sadder than my fear of siesta 
Is that dude pimping out his Ford Fiesta 

Get me drunk and break my heart 
Don't

Steal the Show

Nelly

Country Grammar

2000

3-1-4

Call the cops, I see a robbery in progress
Lunatics about to steal the show
(Tell me again, where you guys from?)
From the S-T-L, M-O, 3-1-4

Call

on me
Big booty stripper, big ass on it
Big gas by the pound, we don't pass none
When your bitch with the gang
She gon' go brazy
Double cup, ayy, and it

Had a double cup
Filled it up
Montez ford
When I sip my drink, quench my
Thirst
Thirst
Had a couple bad tings
Around me man
Screaming my name
Scream it

fuck up the whole thing
Anthony Bourdain, how I'm cheffin' in the stu
I'm cookin' on my eighth course, man
I could make more beats with a four-door Ford

I’m ok 

It’s 4 am
It’s 4 am
I shouldn’t be up right now

3 dots on a screen then gone
I’m ok I’m ok
3 shots then a scream I’m gone 
I’m ok I’m ok 
3

Look out I hear the scream
Of sirens on the wall
I see a policeman crying in the
Back seat of a dying Ford
Hotel waiters leave the bedrooms of stars

B.R.

Black Rob

Life Story [Clean]

1999

with
If you scared, by dog, release the four by fours 
I heard the fagot-a** Don died, and he s*** in his drawers
On the streets, black; good like

Fyah Seems To (Fyah Seems To)
Fyah seems to flow right through me, Wooohooo
Surrounded, alone, by these four walls and
I don't know which way to go man

really in the store
GOD has 4 me but I'm 4 sure
This can't be my total purpose
Moving slower than a tortoise
In this rat race I'm racing
Gotta be now
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