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getting it on tonight
Woo, woo, woo feal alright
Leave the bullshit way behind
'Cause its party time

Making my way inside 
See a honey by the bar
The bar was crowded in the arvo din
And the voices got higher and higher
For the man at the back with the tickets in his hat
He would have to do
babe
Can you handle it? Can you handle it?
Do you know what you're dealing with?
Can you handle it? Can you handle it?

Yeah, yo knick knack paddy
cool, wanna kick it)
Meet me by the lake at ten
If I'm not there just call
And if you need a way there
I'll ride you on my handle bars

Kissing
records
The power circle, Maybach music!
Shout out to the entire conglomerate, nigga
Black Bar Mitzvah- all you niggas invited
You were invested like
this disgrace

You could see every night
By candlelight in Hardin's favorite bar
She'd be hanging on his arm
And very late they'd leave there
and the places to go
I got the getaway car and the champagne in the bar
I've got the girl by my side, always ready to ride
All a man could dream of but I wish,
night by candlelight in Hardin's favorite bar
She'd be hanging on his arm and very late they'd leave there
Headed for the Goose Hair glad it wasn't far
and break 'em down
If you want I can serve 'em by the pound
Shorty know she's got what I wanna flip
Baby girl tell me you can handle it

Well, if you want it
Ghetto star by the bar I get you bent
You wanna party, let's party, you wanna freak be a freak
You wanna creep, we can creep tell me where should we meet
the finger waves, work it, JT
Handle bars like a fade, watch me work it, JT
I’m at large, running plays like a circuit, JT
I'm selling verses, Jay Z, watch
a model by the hair when you holla in the air
Girl give me your number or I'll steal ya car
Lew hawk at the bar robbing mone from the tip jar
Throw ya
knockin' by and rockin' lookin' my way 
Standin' at the bar sippin Bacardi 
I was tempted (Tempted) to slide across the floor 
To drop my digits 
Then
I could handle myself, but you raised the alarm.
I was driven by ancient forces, and you were always with me --
Breathing deeply, laughing freely,
knockin' by and rockin' lookin' my way 
Standin' at the bar sippin Bacardi 
I was tempted (Tempted) to slide across the floor 
To drop my digits 
Then
[Intro Skit]
Someday I'm gonna be walkin down the streets,
mindin my own business.. and BAM!!
I'm gon' be shot by some pig who's gonna SWEAR
that
and a nigga into Mars
Drink champagne, dem yam too much caviar

True players in a bar, some of dem smoke a dem cigars
Drown them fools and now we make dem
circlin', two cuts on shorty mugged
Streets turn by the fliest of bug
It's switch the e-shit fucker
I take rhymes like a piss
Eat the beats like tuna fish
the side 
If you a smart mothafucker, you'll be fallin wit mine 
Behind bars, no bitches and cars, we only got time 
We're I'm from, time is money and got
A bunch of the boys were whooping it up in the Malamute saloon
The kid that handles the music-box was hitting a jag-time tune
Back at the bar in
A bunch of the boys were whooping it up in the Malamute saloon;
The kid that handles the music-box was hitting a jag-time tune;
Back of the bar, in
cigar seer
The cosnia, the mafia
Don p. like Garcia
Drug czar and the baby-pah beater
The m-8 behind the bar-freer
The poughkenoughs, the panama
I sat down and put a fifty on the bar
A whiskey and a beer, let's forget where we are
And keep 'em coming till I drink that whole grant up
Filling
Track 4 "270 Somethin'"
Parody of Mark Wills' "19 Somethin'" by Mark Wills
Enjoy

Woo
You know a man does have to eat him somethin'

I love
on ya mini pipe
Tryin to hit my 8 footer, reach Diddy heights
Now Im swinging on the drums like tarzan
Incorporate the weed to my bars man
Sixteen