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(Yeah yeah yeah yeah) 
(Ouaye, this that ouaye)

I know im driving you crazy 
I know im driving you crazy 
But Fuck with a real nigga baby 
Fuck with

Song for Sharon

Joni Mitchell

Hejira

1976

a belly full of cars
All for something lacy
Some girl's going to see that dress
And crave that day like crazy

Little Indian kids on a bridge up in

Song for Sharon

Joni Mitchell

Songs of a Prairie Girl

2005

with a belly full of cars
All for something lacy
Some girl's going to see that dress
And crave that day like crazy

Little Indian kids on a bridge

Yeah
Oh
Oh
Yeah
Oh
So let me tell you about my life
Broke apart the pieces fly
The joker card but that's alright
My poker face is undefined
Some my

diving right off the deep end
Back home shit was crazy, nigga this shit was wild
They said that 20K to me nigga I'm saying how
It's whatever tho, I'm too

running around out of my way like a chauffeur
She played me like a game bitch, but this ain’t poker (No this ain't poker)
The things that I would do for one

I-N-S-A-N-E, yes that is what people call me
You can call me crazy, you can call me insane
You can call me psychotic, ah!

I'm back as the Joker,

was a big mess
Didn't write the lyrics, so I couldn't impress
Now I can finally get that trash off my chest
No Games - You're blessed!

(Chorus) 

No

CHORUS 
This chick is crazy/ 
No, don't try and test me I ain’t playing none of your games
This chick is crazy/ 
You messed with the wrong chick,

the controller
Playing these bitches so cold like joker
Even when i nut my face stay poker
She a little crazy, i keep on choking her
She play with my dick till

fucking grown now i was a little-ass
Kid in 2009 i've figured shit out
– well not figured shit out that's
Ridiculous not in some pretentious way
Just

A Bunch of Bananas (The Heming Way)

Rosemary Clooney

Come On-A My House [Box Set]

1997

or Zsa-Zsa

On Congo we meet a pretty cannibal Queen
We are posing for pictures in the Life magazine

She propose poker game to pass the time in-between

There once was a kid by the name of Dave
Who stayed in the mix and never ever obeyed
He paid no attention to the shit
That was taught to him
Always

arrogant
That money was staggering
They locked me PC with them trannies and rat
Man that shit was embarrassing
Twenty three hours in the cell by myself
Man

Love that's what you got struck by  I've been on love  That's what you got me just moving like  Love what I've been looking for  That's was your love

It's not a game, it's war, plain and raw
Blood stain the wall when I bring
The chain with the saw
Bring the pain to your door
Like death was knockin'

we rock that, man
Came in thee game leather on tight I'm, tight
And my? smooth like leather ayyy
My pimp game tight like my jeans
Come through my

of being broke, it just wasn't who I am

Momma told me I was special
My life a game, everyday we switching levels
I cut the brake pedals
I cruise in my own

Getting that money that uh
Getting that money that paper
Cash in the bank to be safer
Swimming in racks got my hands on the deck
I been collecting

and crazy but that's the way the game made me
You either playing, or getting played, there's no maybes
Who the baddest in the game with a microphone in his

Eyelids tight when I see that bright flame
LB high cuz we stay with the fly fame
Take your chic cuz my boy got mad game
I ain't ever been the one

tryna flip and
Drift with me that subliminal shit
Then bomb for you braggin' bitches
So prepare to get so so by some real Outlaw

(Well, I just heard some

bust inside the poker game and point a gun straight to the head of another guy, cause he owed him money, shoot I owe the same guy money this ain't even

Estelle

Dan Bern

Dan Bern

1997

I was painting a still life this morning
Of a throat lozenge sitting on a copy of Tropic of Cancer
The only thing weird about it is that a year ago
I