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Baby Baby Baby (Jimmy Witherspoon) · Baby Baby Baby (Jimmy Witherspoon) · Baby, Baby, Baby (Mindy Carson) · Nova Bossa Nova (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Big Band Bossa Nova/Let's Dance the Bossa Nova (Enoch Light) · Big Band Bossa Nova/Let's Dance the Bossa Nova (Enoch Light) · Black Lion Connoisseur/Lions Abroad, Vol. 2: Lion on the Keys (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Black Keys [EP] (The Six Parts Seven) · Black Hair Black Eyes Black Suit (Hugh Cornwell) · Black on Black: A Tribute to Black Flag [2006] (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


black fabric
Black magic, rap magic, rap logic, Diggy got it
Check, D, on CD, now you fiend me

Big screen TV, now you see me, plush livin'
Touch
ain't let me down yet
 It all comes back to me
 When I turn that horse's key
 I'm 17 or 23 
 Or bringing home my first baby
 Like Dad did when
down yet
It all comes back to me
When I turn that horse's key
I'm 17 or 23 
Or bringing home my first baby
Like Dad did when the ?65 was three
down yet
It all comes back to me
When I turn that horse's key
I'm 17 or 23 
Or bringing home my first baby
Like Dad did when the '65 was three
featuring Mystikal Silkk the Shocker 
If we was owned by the white folks it will be all good 
But we independent black owned and making scrilla
Betty girl, she stay down, keep her on the Greyhound
With that stuff between her legs (bus departing now)
Out of [?] we moving reefer by the pound
Uh, money on the floor, make them bitches go
Buckets' ice-cold, bottles, bring us more
Black top fill my Rolex white gold
They think I'm movin'
bling than Baby
I'm not ice rockin crystal poppin
The type to rebound with chicks I'm not Rodman
I gotta girl with a butt big as Trina's
And green
a shitload of money.
Cause Youtube is a place for people to share their ideas..
If by people you mean 13 year old girls and by ideas you mean how they love
my room
You'll be walkin' bow leg
I can keep your body comin' like a C.T.A.
You're dealin with a true baller baby
Givin' you the keys to my
leave up out my room, you'll be walkin' bow leg

I can keep your body comin' like CTA
You're dealin' with a true baller, baby
Givin' you the keys
smell me
Shouts out to my nigga Laurie
I'll never take another man's glory
Shit don't mix like Shaq and Kobe
Now you know me, I be low key
On these
on your part, never

I take you deep, baby, you can't stand it
Pain is pleasure with the black love bandit
When it's over, hug you, kiss you and hold you
sleep
I pile my rhymes by the heap on cassettes, Lp's, cd's and 12 inches
Perform the shit and get the girl like pinches
With good intentions, the key
'cause my name maintain 

The cocaine weight rawest nigga on tape 

CDs we bump by the key 

Plus the LP 

Is guaranteed lactose free 

Ay yo we
kill
Still black man holds nine
Gotta chill star
see-A.L.L.A.H
Be the light of Shamar
Work hard Shamar see-Cipher-A.L.L.A.H
Adapt bars snatch stars
, funky Tennessee butt
Like a bite into a salty Tampa Bay boiled peanut
(I hit a jet black ass in the back seat of a Nova)
Oh yeah? Well a hoe five-oh
I do the Crescent Heights shuffle to my baby's house.
I do the Crescent Heights shuffle to my baby's house.
I slip the key under the door I'm like
smell me
Shouts out to my nigga Laurie
I'll never take another man's glory
Shit don't mix like Shaq and Kobe
Now you know me, I be low key
On these
to get heard
The uncut give it to niggas raw gets absorb
Why is it that every black brother talks the slang
Why is it that slang determines if a brother
bling than Baby
I'm not ice rockin crystal poppin
The type to rebound with chicks I'm not Rodman
I gotta girl with a butt big as Trina's
And green
Cd UK, Craig David on tap
Them days there we were doing it again
Dream team live in the mix and what about
Ez DJ live in the place
Baby Ericsson,
Stampedin' over, pop Mo's, never sober
Lex and Range Rovers dealin' weight by Minnesota (uh)
Avoidin NARC's wit camcorders and Chevy Novas (uh-huh)
Stash in
black America my CD drop
In 2002 to change hip hop
Most folks shake ya bones
I'm talking cyclones and Terrordomes like Mel Gibson's
My heat will cook
to the game
Cant be selling c.d's 'n' still selling dem thangs
Cause bitches drop names 'n' bring a lot of problems
'N' puttin' something in they head