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If you don't like the news then press eject
Bette Davis getting older, can't take a rain check
It's time to let 'em know what we expect
Stop
now, yo, we gonna up you on how we just chill

Dial the seven digits, call up Bridgette
Her man's a midget; plus she got friends, yo, I can dig it
Here's
and blighters, ne'er-do-well cads
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho
Aye, but we're loved by our mommies and dads
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho
and blighters, ne'er-do-well cads
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho
Aye, but we're loved by our mommies and dads
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho
now, yo, we gonna up you on how we just chill

Dial the seven digits, call up Bridgette
Her man's a midget; plus she got friends, yo, I can dig it
Here's
Fake niggas throw shit in they drinks
Club nights we snatch linx politic, Africans and chinks
While World of Sport niggas snort coke by the seconds
and blighters, ne'er-do-well cads
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho
Aye, but we're loved by our mommies and dads
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho
the questions, the questions, the questions!!
(yo milk chill! chill, chill, chill chill)

In my particular way, I like to say, hey
To the people as I go by
If
But right now, yo, we gonna up you on how we just chill

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Dial the seven digits, call up Bridgette
Her man's a midget; plus she got friends, yo
and blighters, ne'er-do-well cads
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho
Aye, but we're loved by our mommies and dads
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho
and blighters, ne'er-do-well cads
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho
Aye, but we're loved by our mommies and dads
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho
It's ya boy Ne-Yo, we gonna do it like this
The Roc is in the building, yeah (It's the remix yo)
Kanye is in the building
(Yo, the monster don is
You can chill with
My crew"UNITY"
My crew"UNITY"
Give ma the microphone man!
My word is bond
この音 言葉と共に描いた World
老いも若きも皆 超あがるでしょ?
I know you know that we
Your music by the night wind sent
Awakes my quiet instrument
In the silence of your steps
I can see into the depths
Messenger of sympathies
My
a little bit longer than me
But he ain't on a J-B song with me

I be trying to chill
They try to sour the thrill
No pun intended, was raised by the power
it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up (up up up)
And never say never

Here we go!
Guess who?
J-Smith and J-B!
I gotcha lil' bro
I can handle
up up)
And never say never

Here we go!
Guess who?
J-Smith and J-B!
I gotcha lil' bro
I can handle him
Hold up, aight?
I can handle him

Now he's
And if you ask my producers that we fly and you know

(Chorus: repeat 2x, Ice Cube)
You can't play with my Yo-Yo
"Don't try to play me out, don't try
And if you ask my producers that we fly and you know

(Chorus: repeat 2x, Ice Cube)
You can't play with my Yo-Yo
"Don't try to play me out, don't try
a little bit longer than me
But he ain't on a J-B song with me

I be trying to chill
They try to sour the thrill
No pun intended, was raised by the power
piff
Now we lifty, MC dread head, split up and smoke swiftly
Then if we empty the safe we can all catch fifty
Vanna piece put eighty five in jewelry
Sermon]
Yo yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, p chill chill chill
Niggas is in here fighting b
Yo lounge out man, God damn, niggas is always fucking up shit
Who ride? 
We Ride!
Who ride 
We Ride!
On three we ride, 
1 2 3 we ride! 
1 2 3 we ride!

Beat up on yo pads, come on lill homie go on beat
can talk to
You know I don't expect you to always be strong
I'll be around long after midnight
We'll sit by the firelight
Talkin' you down

But
November wind cuts the deepest of them all
We wonder why love seasons change when did the chill begin
Perhaps our love was swept away by a cold November