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with no lames
In the vip with the chicks and the thugs
They snuck me thru the back
I got my pistol in the club
I got drank by the pint
Gas by the pound

to face, what's the timeline?
My brain is on half,  she hypnotize
I just keep having on her my eyes
Ima say you're perfect if you don't mind
Even better is

the pint, So let's sip
Got the keys to the import
Get the weight by the ship
I ain't no simp
Stay pushing to the limits
Got a lot of cash
But I'll never be

the time im solo so dont go there, im with your dime we smoking she dont blow air

Its a lie, or a sign i dont know, by design i hope so
Half the time im

the way she make me feel she got super powers
Take a downer, watch it kick in 'bout a half an hour
Dealing with anxiety by burning flowers

All in my head

viewing a flick called 13 Eerie
She ran into the room and observed a woman getting her fingers eaten by a zombie
She looked down at her own hand, back up

the Nordic
And was applauded by the choked up cheer leaders
She'd be a little bit taller than me too if i didnt have my pint boots on
But shes definitely

Dead man by the bundle, you can join if you wanna
Why she dissing on a nigga? I ain't stuntin' on a ho
I got money, I said, I can transform any ho

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Nick Cave

Dig, Lazarus, Dig!!!

2008

between her legs
A-pining for my wife
But then by and by it all went wrong
I fell washed up on a shore
She stared down at me from up in the storm
And I

she gotta go
She gotta go

I can tell by the look up in your face
That you rather me just take my life away
But not everyday gone be great
Not every

looks up and she's gone
Peck on the cheek, half written love song

Sea and sand and a wicked sunburn
You come here every year but you never learn
You see

or two
All the woods and all the meadows I've gone through
Where she wonders where she wonders I don't know
I know only how Much I still Love her tough

Still die by yourself so why keep you a crew
They stay looking down that’s the reason I grew
Don’t need me a homie don’t need me a boo
I'm in tune with

He slams another pint
And steps into the loo
He gets into a fight
And the place is like a zoo
He was up at half past 6
Packing boxes in a truck

freaky
Bad bitch she look like RiRi
Can’t wife the bitch she needy
Diamonds on my neck always drippin' like squeegee
Pressure, VV
See her once don’t wanna

around
Blast off, Blast off
Yeah, half of the pint and I'm high as a drone
I gave her the dick now she blowing my phone
Yeah, whipping a two door foreign

of it (All of it)
She said, "I want half," I want all of it (Uh-huh)

I don't rock with them boys, they tell (Shh, shh)
I be rockin' Chanel (Fuck, fuck)
I

useless lines
Grabbed the scrap of paper, fled to Anne's to shoot the trees and life
It was my own damn fault, The Green Lady, she baffled me
Took me by

Shabby Doll

Elvis Costello

The Gangster Is Back

1984

She's gone you know in your heart
She's just a shabby doll

There's a girl in this dress
There's always a girl in distress
She's just a shabby doll

Hold up!
Might be that I might be the most likely
The rap Spike Lee No half-pint, Let the Fishburn on them Wannabes
Neva blow trees, But the flow dope

come get it half the time im on my ones
Half the time right by a gun Half the shit i do for fun
And Im only tryna fuck man i could never show no love

mine up in jar
Cuz the bank owned by
People that feel we
Look like tar high
In the elevator her
Purse she clutchin it
Hard wrong guy Miss no
Cause I be

2 N the Morning

Ice Cube

Bootlegs & B-Sides

1994

mother, yo, whassup?
Got the seven digits and I'm gone'n
That's the kinda bitch you can call at 2 n the morning

Not just knee deep, she was O.G., deep
When

possess – a perfectly palpating heart pumping pints of precious blood

Why in the ever loving fleeting fuck would I give half of a little mini shit about