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our cars been autonomous
Mules move the drums, take 'em to different spots
We just call the shots by simply moving our thumbs
I'm a course of miracles

Chopstick fresh out the box, don't get eggrolled
We the type if niggas go missin', we think it's cute
Catch that nigga, we're dissin', flip his personal

Super Model

Ghostface Killah

The Yin and the Yang

2001

[Cappadonna](Ghostface Killah)
Uh-hoh
(We back up in this piece, yo)
(Yo, Donna)
(Snatch these birds for a second)
(They rabbits)
GROUPIES!

Sometimes just my funky old shirt

We'd boogie after her shift
Before I'd give her a lift
She'd shout it out

Rock boys! Rock!
Plug it in the box
And show me

did it, I did it the most 
Hop out the phantom, they say they want smoke 
Baby on call and she call me a ghost 
Pulled out my box to cry on my note

under the pit
So it's musty and the pistol sittin' comfy
I put my right hand up to God
My first drive-by was on the
Two pegs of a honkey
We was teenagers,

keep a couple gram, grams
So-so-so-so where your money put it in your hand, hands
Now-now-now-now make it flip make it do a handstand

We-we-we-we

What's Your Name

Usher

Here I Stand

2008

the end, uh

Would it, should it be a problem
If I holler, "Cómo se llama?"
Would you bother, like Donna Summers?
Girl, give me this last dance (yeah)

we just chillin' on the porch
L so big you gotta light it with a torch
Summer nights got me livin' the life
Everybody gettin' hype like it's Friday

it
I figure blue and donna grasp
A stick shot is simple
Now heres the plan strictly
Between you and me
Through communication comes the unination
And no

it?

They'd be out in that backyard everyday during the summer

"Dad, can we go to the beach?", "Yes, get your mother and the dog"

"We'll leave right

Pass the Mic

Theodore Unit

718

2004

how we rock it

[Solomon Childs]
Trife Da God, show these niggas why they ain't poppin'

[Trife Da God]
I'm not enthused, by these rap dudes
All in they

But know, come one
Yeah that's all that's been given
In the past yeah it lacked but we all was mere children
Let it fall like December
Wait for calls in

a sunset lover
I can’t believe that I loved her
She only wanted me for the summer
I treated her like no other
She treated me just like an other
Now it’s fuck

This is Family

Fabolous

From Nothin' to Somethin'

2007

riding with firearms cocked
Fire bomb box, set up by your mom's block
Go off on time, 'cause it's wired by alarm clock
I get his legs, you grab him by

They say they been running shit I had enough of it bruh they don't do it like me no 
Lil buddy I'm raw Skrate drop no cut in it you can call me OD

on the court, and we got next up
Now, This summer we got benz
We got Lex truck
It’s kinda like trading places
Huh? I never plug
But I’m guilty by association
So

Every single day smoke like a half an ounce
By the end of the summer smoke a whole pound
Smoking up with the homies go to 6 flags
Parking lot box know we

it's a blood moon sky
Nothing lasts when the summer sails by
Like our flood of emotion on those hurricane nights
And I
Keep counting...
I keep waiting

Other side of pendulum is hell
How have you been?
Anywhere from miserable to swell
Check your mood ring
I'll admit it's really hard to tell
Go on..call

I'm down bad I kno who wit the shits
Call young boy so we can hit a lick
Fox you out get ya wig split
No face no case like who did this
It's a hot boy

Keep it crazy call me Joe we can role play

Now I don't normally do this but uh
Why don't we gon break em off with a lil preview of the remix

Back it up

Summer time, here we go again
The homies going out
But I'm just staying in
Cuz now I, gotta get it in
Cuz I ain't tryna slide
If it ain't in a Benz

up to something
Selling cracks sack by sack so they could function?
Well, yes and no
Yes we were selling it
But no, it wasn't blow
Cook it in