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Georgia with it
Last verse, did you get it? Nah
Never mind, just throw that cash in a duffle
As I'm on my Hollywood shuffle
Eatin' your dollar truffles,

Portland

Drake

More Life

2017

on the chain (Racks)
You spent your last fifty (Ugh, cash)
I got the keys to the streets (Keys)
You got the key to defeat (Defeated)
I got the keys

We cash out
Forever stacking my paper we bring Them bag out
Cash in and cash out
Pull up and spaz out
Piñata the bag
Cash in and cash out
Pull up

The Game Belongs to Me

UGK

Underground Kingz

2007

to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me

Man I pull up in your city and get my Bush

And just tell 'em to free Larry Hoover
Me, I'm The Voice, Baby, The Hero
Trav like Michael Jackson, yeah
Been in it a minute, it's crazy I'm winnin'
It

far greater
I am like Michael Angelo the archangel
If he was a dark natured art painter
Painting a picture of heart failure
Look at the all the trash In

the keys)
Life is all make believe (Where the keys)
What in the world, never too sure (Where the keys)
Make it make sense to me (Where the keys)
Can you tell

to me

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key

DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me

Man I pull up in your city and get my Bush

the headrest so the piranhas is
Swimming past when Cass comes spinnin past
You know I'm going slow
But my rims is spinning fast
I'm in a class by my self, you

in the headrest so the piranhas is
Swimming past when Cass comes spinnin past
You know I'm going slow
But my rims is spinning fast
I'm in a class by my

Mozart than most, my key lyrically
Is noted on a scale above the whole industry
It's Dax i got bars out in Georgia
Twenty-minute songs'll probably Illinois

Prisoner 1 & 2

Lupe Fiasco

Tetsuo & Youth

2015

Mislaid plan make a mess made
Damnation, let's play hands and spades
That's without, a boycott and a sit-out
Afro-Black pick in with a fist out

classic, anywhere in the key you shoot I'll match it
That's basic ball, I'm on the block like I'm eight feet tall
Paul Gasol on streets embrace us all
With

like me cause I give these chicks the blinders 

Yeah

Yo what you know about me
Had to come up in these streets
Surrounded by hustlers and thieves

Yaa

I used to ride around in a bucket now I ride around in a two seater
Now she wanna come let me fuck it
Michael Jackson, I'll beat it
Used to ride

Michael Jackson in these shoes (ooh)
I got a couple hoes I've been lovin' on
But that shit don't mean nothin' to me
I got a couple blunts I've been

and everything you do
(I gotta get the cash)
Just sittin' away watchin' the days go by
(Now you got to go)

I dream bout Leah Lando, make all the luciano
And girls

I’ll have it by tomorrow

Dog off the leash and I’m vicious
Don’t let the pit bull loose in the kitchen
I’m Michael Jordan you more like pippen
Might go

alafu Mumbai twenty two night
Form tunayo hear me now Kelly phenom
Back in the days now ni mabiz
Better believe I got the key key key nigga
Stack up the b

Michael from Mountains

Joni Mitchell

Song to a Seagull

1968

background
There's oil on the puddles in taffeta patterns
That run down the drain
In colored arrangements
That Michael will change with a stick that he

ain't no way, I lost the 'Rarri key
I think they hate I came from poverty
All day "I'll pay" like monopoly
Project baby in designer, keep a cool

demonstrations
It get's deeper by the dollar
I'm that dope boy, Harry Potter
Whippin' cain let me drive it cross the street for Cindy Crawford
Out in Deli I be

Aw yeah, yeah
I mean there's a lot of women out here that's just, you know
They just defensive in so many things, man
You missing so many key

This is the tale about Michael
Grew up to be nobody from
The dirty streets of Columbia
South Carolina this is
The tale told by Savage Bros
Lord Lhus