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Peter Peter (Peter Peter) · The Peter, Paul and Mary Album (Peter, Paul and Mary) · Brain Drain (Ramones) · Cocaine in My Brain [Trojan] (Dillinger) · Brain Thrust Mastery (We Are Scientists) · Maggot Brain [Bonus Tracks] (Funkadelic) · Melts in Your Brain Not on Your Wrist: The Complete Recordings 1965 to 1967 (The Chocolate Watchband) · T.N.T. for the Brain (Enigma) · If I Only Had a Brain (Andrea Ketcham) · Sunshine in My Brain (Charles Brown) – and 90 other albums »


runs the show
When the stage is the g-h-e-t-t-o

Which is the one to blame when bullets blow
Either peter, jane, or john or joe
But joe can't shoot
runs the show
When the stage is the g-h-e-t-t-o

Which is the one to blame when bullets blow
Either peter, jane, or john or joe
But joe can't shoot
cole lampin
I took dis g upstate cole lampin
Ta da poke-a-nose, we call da hide-a-ways
A pack of franks and a big bag of Frito Lays

Flavor-flav
flav-mobile cole lampin
I took dis g upstate cole lampin
Ta da poke-a-nose, we call da hide-a-ways
A pack of franks and a big bag of Frito Lays
flav-mobile cole lampin
I took dis g upstate cole lampin
Ta da poke-a-nose, we call da hide-a-ways
A pack of franks and a big bag of Frito Lays
Banks can't pay the rent
I beat the G-Unit out of 40 Glocc
Sue me for forty grand, that same forty will get you shot
IPhone in my hand doing the forty
Peter Gunz 

One of the most in-credible ones 

G-1, Quik, we rolls thick 

And gets the job done in 



So many ways (Cause I kick it in)
One more time for y'all, y-y-yeah, huh
If you didn't know you know now, OutKast, Stankonia
We shittin' on ery'body talkin' that bullshit

Now Peter
Hey yo, Chuck, yo the world if sleepin', G
We got to wake everybody up yo
Hey yo, it's goin' down, baby
Let everybody know how it's goin' down,
Made by:Sebastien Gagne and Friends
Date: 2005-09-25
Album: God's Plan (mixtape)

(50cent) (chorus)
She saids she loves it 
She like my music
She
With yellow eyes  my green face  my pink and white afro 
I'm no toy kid  your style is made by Hasbro 
G'niff gnapp  you think you got that real
into Pain
The G into Game, Pop-Pop � three in ya brain
floors in it
Be one two, with the windows all tinnit
And I be all in it, for Tommy Hil' send it
Everything is paid for, mami not rent it
Two albums deep,
Made by:Sebastien Gagne and Friends
Date: 2005-09-25
Album: God's Plan (mixtape)

(50cent) (chorus)
She saids she loves it 
She like my music
She
don't know laws
You be a rap fraud, knock you off the top of Billboard
Besides keyboards, only thing I love is the Lord
G-G Maccabee, K-P-P rapidly
Aiyyo
O.G.'s tell me real good, bitch, I'm the same
Motherfucker make 'em feel good, ya know my name
Bitch, if ya still could, you'd do the same

Made thirteen
shinin through my rearview watchin, 'cause I'm paranoid thinkin that I might have been spotted,as I pass by watchin I relax 'cause I'm home now, had
[Chorus]

[Bushwick Bill]
Back to Juanita, the peter eater
This bitch swallowed my sperm by the 2-liter
She said that my dick tasted much sweeter yeah
Baby
you off
Broad, with the cause (yeah) bitch on a mission
Keep them niggas by they nuts while you hoes be dick kissin
Missing the game, damn bitch it's
the fuckin' all my niggas, Koopsta tryin' to tell ya somethin'
Peter-Peter, pussy eater, one of them fucked by Koopsta Knicca
Lord, I done some sins, 'cause she
it hot, baby (baby)

I apply pressure to pussies that stunting I pop
Stand alone squeezing my pistol I'm sure that I gotta
Now Peter Piper picked
(Baby)

I apply pressure to pussies that stuntin' I pop
Stand alone squeezin' my pistol I'm sure that I gotta
Now Peter Piper picked peppers, and run
it hot, baby (baby)

I apply pressure to pussies that stunting I pop
Stand alone squeezing my pistol I'm sure that I gotta
Now Peter Piper picked
Peter-Peter, pussy eater, one of them fucked by Koopsta Knicca
Lord, I done some sins, 'cause she married, but I don't know that nigga
Figured he is a killa,
Ratin latent, and perpetratin 

My album's love mics, tough like dirt bikes 

You get frantic, New York City, run and panic 

California, I switch