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Albums:

Amy's Jukebox: The Music That Inspired Amy Winehouse (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Roots of Amy Winehouse (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Fuck Me Pumps/Help Yourself (Amy Winehouse) · From Pumps to Pompadour: The David Johansen Story (David Johansen) · Pumps & A Bump (MC Hammer) · Stilettos (Pumps) (Crime Mob) · If U Seek Amy (Britney Spears) · Amy Arena (Amy Arena) · Life Lessons: The Best of Amy Sky (Amy Sky) · Songs I Wrote with Amy (Ed Sheeran) – and 21 other albums »


you can suck my dick with Amy Winehouse's teeth
Then I shove 'em in the elevator, take 'em to the top
Stand above 'em,just to cut the fucking cable, let
the red wine out
White lines in Amy Winehouse
Walk fine lines in hindsight
Coulda made some better choices
I didn't always have to listen to the voices
Thug
Ay, and I just got back from Tokyo ay
I put spikes on all my chucks now ay
I'm in pluto I ain't coming down ay
And I'm cooking Amy Winehouse ay
Weezy
What up pop, what up pop.
F*** what they heard 
it's what they need to know n****
(They saying C.A.R.T.E.R. yep!)
Ya feel me, hey n**** we
and you let me go
Oh no
Whip your as* when
I get off the floor
Just so you know though

That's how haters get f***ed up
When the police pull you over
stick's red 
(we're just ah f*ckin, ah f*ckin) 
Your Louie purse and I just think I love your hair 
(we're just ah f*ckin, ah f*ckin) 
Meet me in
Ain't no diss
Keep pushin' me unless unless you wanna get hit
Uh uh you too drunk
Got ? with lock two fist ready to pump
Khujo in this motherf***er
that my haters are my motivators.
Young Money.

[Chorus]

If you could you would get rid of me, 
F*** you gone do when a b**** try to go hard?
But
(n****)
Muzzle this animal, f*** with mechanical
Gun totin hazardous cutthroat, cantaloupe can split it
And the pope couldn't prevent me from s***tin
cause I'm comin' along
And I can supersoak the hole by the end of the song

[Female]
Don't help me
Don't touch me
Don't love me

[Monoxide]
She
Weezy F. Baby now the F is for Fema
Sick n**** b**** I spit that Leukemia 
Yea no cure no help 
So me so good so hard so felt 
Feel me 

And that's
catch me hands full of liquor
Puffin on a sweet swisher, guess I'm the last one left

I got my back against the wall
Gat chillin by my balls
Prior
number one, that's me, he's handsome
Bringin' it to you, top drop, what'd you figure?
Told my gun, take over the nation
Kickin' that gangsta, thugsta
the Feds want to bug me
Athletes want to be rappers, shawty, trust me
Bending corners in the Benz
Ridin like a bucket, n**** f*** it
I know some hoes
its about money, you can count me in
I'll turn 50 to 100 before you can count to ten
End up missing f***in with Millz, never found again
Rappers
bass pump.
These n****s is nuts, 
Man that M-14 leave you physically f***ed
These n****s is ducks, 
And you can call me scrooge cause I'm swimming in
at the malls with her friends
Material girl, living in a material world
But it's all right cause it's Saturday night
So mister funkmaster, pump the bee gees
at the malls with her friends
Material girl, living in a material world
But it's all right cause it's Saturday night
So mister funkmaster, pump the bee gees
barrel on that pump
This kush I got ain't no chump
Get stupid and get stomped
Two girls I call Kriss Kross
Kriss Kross'll make you jump
I do what a nigga
Weezy F. Baby now the F is for Fema
Sick nigga bitch I spit that Leukemia 
Yea no cure no help 
So me so good so hard so felt 
Feel me 

And that's
leave his mouth taped
Eliminate, news on B-E-T, got pictures of me
Killer ki, the F.B.I. scanned the blocks
Use photography, want me and my team out
stuck
Nowhere to duck, pull his file, n****z die
By gettin' blasted, how drastic
They got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I do

I got
and though I think I'm slick

I'm nothin' but a funky country hick 
But I still get down with a sound that pumps
And you can hear me from the trucks
and though I think I'm slick

I'm nothin' but a funky country hick 
But I still get down with a sound that pumps
And you can hear me from the trucks
and though I think I`m slick

I`m nothin but a funky country hick 
But I still get down with a sound that pumps
And you can hear me from the trucks