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asphalt dust
Metallic horse gallop in a hillside
Pipes echo from the trees
Shakin' as we all roll by
Moss on my roof, but only on the south side
Marks on my

you
Fuck with me I'm a thug
You already know how we come I'm
In the hood where the drugs, and the slugs
Nigga already know just how we gone come
You pay

Hittin liquids like a skipped rock
Swimming in it I might slip off
Shakin it until I get off
Bling bling, look at my wrist watch
We got aim like a red dot

Mr. Tambourine Man

Chris Hillman

Die Hit Giganten: Cover Hits

2008

to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you

Though you might hear laughing, spinning, swinging

felons and I stay stich-lip
Best believe I ain't telling Twinkie Bands fat
Strollie, yeah, I did it by myself
And you ain't no hood trophy if you ain't put

Oweeo

Tag Team

Audio Entertainment

What a rush when I buck straight from this rhyme called cush
Give it up, what's up?
Tag Team's musics always in the cut
So c'mon let me see you sweat

with a mind blown
And don't you tell me you sorry, lil' baby, star choked
He started yappin' by the skits, man, I thought he was jokin

I'm hella strong,

by your side

You won't need them boots or the furs
Give it to you proper, yes sir
Stay the night, baby here's a shirt
(I just need you next

it grimy 90s
They try to steal my thunder, but know I keep the lightning

I see what you need, baby, lil' soufend in your life
Siva  give you spins,

the middle
Twerk a lil
I been off up in this club for a while
All these women dancin and they dancing like they wild
Ex girl still callin and she do it by

(I go by the name of Myke Storm)
Barely had a dime to my name name
But now I got the world in my hands
My other hand occupied with 100 grand
I was

forget, Bolo, Footloose
You know, the incomparable DJ G.I
Kim Lumpkin, Bizzy, Spores (you heard)
Marcus, Mr. Mark Pitts, L.A. Reid
Drew, Tyvee, Success,

Now on the runway in la
The girls be catching vapors and its strictly hey hey
And I say hey hey and they say who you
And I say that I'm the man they

Wiggle Then Move [Snippet]

Ying Yang Twins

TVT Records

2005

about my ass at the hair salon
You already know what time it is
Mr. nasty time so get crunk in here

[chorus:]
I like it when she stompin' poppin'

The range in hip hop is crazy 
Really gets to me lately 
They Lil Yatchy 
I'm lil shotty by how you gauge it
Damn 
Same story 
I just flip through

Big Ballin

Big Tymers

Platinum Hits: Official Cash Money Instrumental Album

2001

I told ya fuckin' ass I be back 
In a brand new Fleetwood Cadillac
License plate say money makin' nigga fa sho
Chillin' by ya boy house kissin'

exotic, might spend it all
I spit it clear, I'm all in her ear, like what you say we get your lil' friend involved
Cut up baby, give me hella jaw, she's

Tell Me

MC Lyte

React

2002

a few dime pieces
The L-Y-T-E, I cram to understand and
The R-A-H D and me E-D
Hey Mr. DJ, give a jigga-jigga back spin
If you do like this, then

Move That Body

Nelly

Move That Body

show me how that body gon' work
I like all that seduction
She gotta lil' closer over and over
Shakin' that butt'in
I got sucked in
I gotta show her whats

bad and you fine
You can get what you want
Tell them ppl we on
We can do what we want
Shakin ass in a thong
You gone respect me Lil punk
These niggas

chapters and some verses, you seek and you find
Look no further here I go, Big Will, Johnny Inferno
Flame by hip-hop burns eternal
All aboard on my train

on the atlas, 
Lay that shit like this that keep a gun right by the mattress 
This that “dump that shit” that fluid dippin in the mattress. 
This them bars that

for that ass, better stay in pocket 
Disrespectful shit ain't gon pass, cut it or I'm a stop it
You don't wanna see me get heated like i was in

"Tuck it in," fuck it then
You gon' have to tuck it in (What?)
You gon' wear the boots up, B
I can't suffer, you's a thief
I'm like, "Not them ankle boots