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what they wanted
They say money make people funny, haha I still don't got it (haha)
Walk around with open hands and empty pockets, I'm no prophet
I could

a promise
Gotta be blind to the fake, gotta keep my blinders up
Popping her shit cause her only fans pay the bills that's tough
I'll be there when you call

a highlight
Kash always got shades on, nighttime or the daylight
You gone make me Kill Bill, you gone make me Dolemite
Might walk in the stars, if you talking

remember momma stressing bout the bills on the couch
That's a fact she was stressing, drum clip no question
We could send your ass to heaven but that shit

zay
Walk inside the bitch with bricks
Feel like can build a home
Put ten up on his shit and get my dawgs to go and get a bone
I got these bitches

come walk by my side (my hood, oh)
They don't want me to shine, women's group, my god (shine, god)
Now don't get it twisted, I do support 'em, but why

Percocet and Adderall, man, I could walk on water
I got a son, his name Jaylen and he want all your daughters
I'm a landmine, got this by a landslide, I'm

know how I'm coming)
Ain't a nigga ever gave me shit (Nigga ever gave me shit)
Came out the pussy by my lonely (Lonely)
Ten toes down don't need no

that tell a story 
Up and down my back
Got nothing left to say or loose
Nothing left to prove to you
Got an empty set of pockets 
Bills over due

So call

twenty-five words
And uh, I couldn't do it, I wrote out five pages
And uh, I have it here
It's uh, have it by accident, actually, ha
But-but I, I-I'd like

Tel Ol' Bill [Alternate Version; Alternate Take; Previously Unreleased Track]

Bob Dylan

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 8: Tell Tale Signs - Rare and Unreleased 1989-2006

2008

have gone at last
I've nothing more to tell you now

I walk by tranquil lakes and streams
As each new season's dawn awaits
I lay awake at night with

Money On My Mind

Nicki Minaj

Beam Me Up Scotty

2010

Season, Busta Bus, Nicki Minaj
Billions baby, Frank Bill-ion (C.I.t.)
This is a world premier, Style on them (Let's get it)

Now you hold it's your

Tell Ol' Bill

Bob Dylan

North Country

2005

at last
I've nothing more to tell you now

I walk by tranquil lakes and streams
As each new season's dawn awaits
I lay awake at night with troubled dreams

he was cock of the walk
And he rolled the dames under and over
They all knew at a glance when he took up his stance
That he sailed in the Irish

on with slang, well get to bang, rockin' my thang
Funkadelic, hit you with irrelevant, hey

Microphone check, I walk around the street with black tecs

right write on the walls as I
Walk towards the light

First sight, second sight
Third strike, foresight
Much I want it mentioned but
I’m clenching my jaw

Billy

Kid Capri

The Tape

let me tell you about this guy right here
Bust it

A brainiac, con artist to the 'T'
Able to geese, you and me
Talks like a psychotic pimp, walks with

love) start a riot how fucking rad?
The real world is really unreal
How fucking rad
While the wildest of dreams can come a bill true stay
I mean dad
Uhh

Unh
Okay so fuck you
Bitch I
Just need to get by
So I
Can pay my rent my
Bills high
I might fuck a nigga up
For the pay cut
Nigga suck my dick I

Hush

I like to body these niggas so don't try it
Na
But I ain't one of these niggas so don't try it
Na
I'll run it back on they bitches walk right by em

to roll with so many but nows it only me 

On this lonely road I travel up all alone 

I used to walk a path less travel traveled than before 

I'd rather

They try to send me to jail, I ain't playing no monopoly
Cost you three bills to pass go have your bread before you're crossing me
Better do it

flowers you will phone
Let your dog walk alone, come back to me
Let your tub overflow if a date wait's below
Let him wait for godot by the rail
Come by

The Stoop

Little Jackie

The Stoop

2008

the brothers walk by
Just got the etiquette, sittin' on the top step
With a bag of chips, sit back, relax, enjoy the trip

We got a neighborly philosophy
I