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Chainz
Parking lot of the Blue Flame
Only place I recruit dames
Big body from New Orleans, takin' up two lanes (Thick!)
Still 'bout the bread like

Peace to My Nine

Spice 1

Spice 1

1992

on the beep, beep, beep
Fill a, nigga to the rim like brim
Do a drive-by while I'm suckin' on a Endo stem
Mix Hennesey with Thunderbird, Gin and juice
I'm

coming up ain nobody gave me a hand
Weren’t responding my texts now they hitting me back
I don’t need a feature
Man I’m good by myself yeah
They wanna

On a record when am in right back
But you fuck boys getting hit like that
And I know a lot of niggas
Wanna fit in my class
But I go hard these hoes
Really wanna

moment (yeah)
Back and forth we calling out
Three times it was over
Rum inside my soda
I got shawty, watching how she movin
I got, lots of cash we can

as sucker you know he a lick
Just in case I might switch out my grips
In the blender yeah I'm in the mix (The mix)
For the fiends yes sir I got what I hit

the Kinect, it's hot
It can recognize me when I step on the spot
(Welcome back, master) i got my own robot!
You want customization? That'll give
You a lot it

Started from the bottom
Penn relay Philly first place
Wooooo
I do my dirt all by my lonely
I be eating these rappers up
I spit them out like cheap Bologna

no action, you ain't with it
Nigga, we spin on the block, fidget spinner
We gon' wait 'til one of his niggas wit' him
Got a lot of 556s in 'em (Pew,

Jet plane headed up to the sky
Spread wings in the clouds, getting high
We ain't hit a rave in a while (sounds of the Sir)
So take me back

on me jack
Now I'ma act a damn fool and I ain't never comin back
King Mack-A-Hoe, Sir Break-A-Bitch
Grab my pimp glass and then I take a sip
I look

Throw Your Hands in the Air

Raw Fusion

Live From the Styleetron

1991

while we go in the back, comb our hair, and get dressed"
I heard a lot of clickin noises
And then I heard, "Almost ready boys"
Somethin was real

evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural

meet the first first family with class
En masse

There's Bobby-

And Jackie-

And Jack-

And myriads more in the back:
There's Ethel and Teddy

nothing, We can go home  
A lot up on my mind, It hit me when I was 9 
Now I'm fine cause I accept that Ima die without a sign
How do I rewind to go back

jack I will not lack the knack my rap attacks like a stab in the back
Feeling pain my ways are hi tech looks like you wrecked
A shame detect this affect

Birds fly South, I stay up North
Young Chow Mane with a face full of pork
Don't stop rappin' like Sir Too $hort
I can't even take a break, I always

Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?

On my wrist I got a 30, on my neck I got a 30
On my hip I got a 30, on my back I got a 30
Hitting all my

Sports-Illustrated model all in my condo
Ice in the pot
In the trap, I'm Sir Mix-a-Lot
'Bout to spend a mill on a car lot

Streets dried up
Get tied up for small packs

zip-locks
Carried by 6 ‘fore 12
Put me in that big box
Fucker
(See me in a bag)
I done seen a whole lot (Whoo)
Like how against the black man
There’s

And now we locked in to the end

I smile back at them with straight teeth (yes-yessir!)
'Cuz none of y'all can say you made me (no-no sir!)
It took a lot

Jack out the box I'ma pop your shit
Hanging out the window ain't no joker shit
Nite nite
Business with the personal the pots don't mix
Insider

Non-Stop

Christopher Jackson

Hamilton: An American Musical [Original Broadway Cast Recording]

2015

Treasury or State?
I know it's a lot to ask
Treasury or State?
To leave behind the world you know
Sir, do you want me to run the Treasury or State

telling them stop that (Yes sir)
I got bullied so much that I ain't even talk back (Ok)
Left the class with no hall pass (Uh)
And I thought to myself
What