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Sugar Cane [Bonus Track]

T.I.

Paperwork [Deluxe Edition]

2014

this is all God give (ay, ay, ay)
Cuts and charms all on my wrist nigga (ay, ay)
Hotel linen (yeah) R.L. demin (yeah)
Propeller spinnin (yeah) nigga

of shame in the game you got
We keep the party movin to the broad day light
g.e.t.l.i.v.e. alright

Time's an illusion as the moments race by
Too fast

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

the faces of the poor,
But there'll come a time when such overt displays of wealth
Will not be tolerated by the people in the street.
In a sane society

losing your hair
Can you tell me who will still care
Can you tell me who will still care
Mmm bop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop
Ba du bop, ba duba dop

never tried
It's been a dream of mine to be cover of TIME
But I don't wanna get lost through the cover of time
And normal people feats are not ever

Those time l was broke
I have been hustling each and everyday
Just to get the money cause nobody know me
They don't care
I know by grace l will get

To never settle for less
Simple things are your blessings
No go try to impress
Shey wen yawa dey for Burna
Some for industry was laughing
But these days

don't take no Ls cos I smoke the L
We don't take no Ls cos we rolling Ls (Cos we rolling Ls)

That bitch wish me well did this by myself (By myself)
We

Hate to tell you, baby, hate to tell you ba-a-by
Hate to tell you, baby, that I don't love you
Hate to tell you, babe, I can't put no one else above you

The purpose of these lyrics the source of my happiness without you
Nothing in the world seems to matter my honey honey honey honey
l don't even know why we're

die though
In New York, Quad Studios, gettin' high though
Off that sour diesel and that hydro
This nigga take an L every time he go viral
Welcome

Mmhmm
GITM gone get there I ain't worried about it
Time to turn up
Roll some baby knowing ima burna boy
Pour somethin pregame what chu ready for
Pre

the scent its a crucible of sorts
Even the proudest of men knelt like a Lutheran
Youth is killed by witnessing a killer get killed
So much killing can't tell

We win, yes sir
We win, yes sir
And we win, yes sir
I believe that
With you by my side, together
We can touch he sky, see we win

We will be

'phone-tel'
(oh) , don't tell, no tell (oh)
Le FN en cas d'blèmes
(wow, wow) , Pull Up Gang, bordel (wow)
Dis pas d'blase dans l'phone-tel'
(wow) , don't tell, don't

tell me
Where ya really come from
See tell me is it here
Or it's really London
It's foreign
How you're shaking that your big bumbum
I'm confused
By

harcourt 
the girl dey hot like a smoking gun
Any time she pass by every man want touch, 
Yeh so me tell dem say girl you re hot like a smoking gun every man

gorgeous, tell me something I don't know
Dice on the corner with the lights low
Got the base in my sock, fuck the 5-0
Damn you conscious
Gon' get your head

the devil's leash on me growing like grass
Humping on chicks who didn't take notice of me until I
Circumcised my, to be called by
Evolved to dope (Dope as fuck)

the devil’s leash on me growing like grass
Humping on chicks who didn’t take notice of me until I
Circumcised my, to be called by
Evolved to dope (dope as fuck)

Caught up in the grind
Lose your mind
Take time to find yourself
Don't trust a soul
To have my back
I know there ain't nobody else
Care for things

Rock the Bells

LL Cool J

Legends, Vol. 5

2007

L.L. Cool J. is hard as hell
Battle anybody I don't care who you tell
I excel, they all fail
I'm gonna crack shells, Double-L must rock the bells

Rock the Bells

LL Cool J

The Mix Tape, Vol. 1: 60 Minutes of Funk

1995

L.L. Cool J. is hard as hell
Battle anybody I don't care who you tell
I excel, they all fail
I'm gonna crack shells, Double-L must rock the bells

kowo acre
Emi ibakaza mu won l'aje gbagbe Charger
Mowa lefo pa bi gunna giran gan bi Burna
Tori to ba d'oro dollar mo mo iye aza ti ma cover

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