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Let Them Eat Bingo (Beats International) · Cow Patty Bingo (The Ditchdiggers) · The Bingo Kids Sing Beatles Hits for Kids, Vol. 2 (Bingo Kids) · Bingo: Songs for Children in English with Brazilian and Caribbean Rhythms (Roger Davidson) · Bingo! (Steve Miller) · Bingo (The Whispers) · Bingo (Sedoy) · Let Them Eat Bingo [Collectors' Choice] (Beats International) · Let Them Eat Bingo [Japan] (Beats International) · Bingo (3 Minute Hero) – and 90 other albums »


a time
Now, shake your hair and rattle your cans
It's a service funded by a self-made man
Talks to victims and industrial spies
He feeds you tobacco
and sirens
Niggas open fire
Buncha Thug Life niggas on the rise
Until I die
Ask me why I'm a Boss Player gettin' high
And when I'm rollin' by
Niggas Can't C Me
of the blade
By my design, death's hand find you just out of reach
Another player in this deathly silent world that I have made
Devoid of sound, fury
just want to feel safe
By destroying ourselves and everything in our way
We the people live in fear and faith
While we struggle to get by on a minimum
flow, so low and behold
I higgity hold his mic piece for ransom
It's all about expanses, stocks of skunks, 
props and my pops get a mansion
By the age
[Chorus: cool Keith ]



I see maxi curls (Yeah! ...) 

Players  activator 

I see maxi curls (Yeah! ...) 

Remote control alligators
loud in by the bag more potent than the last one
I've been the latest fashion
I've been cold, but my new flow doper than my last one
Dope-doper than my
Charli direct
want to Long Kiss Goodnight, don't hold ya breath
Bitches know I'm the shit with my MAC lipstick
Crushin' the player haters with a purple
Charli direct
want to Long Kiss Goodnight, don't hold ya breath
Bitches know I'm the shit with my MAC lipstick
Crushin' the player haters with a purple
Charli direct
want to Long Kiss Goodnight, don't hold ya breath
Bitches know I'm the shit with my MAC lipstick
Crushin' the player haters with a purple
Charli direct
want to Long Kiss Goodnight, don't hold ya breath
Bitches know I'm the shit with my MAC lipstick
Crushin' the player haters with a purple
speakers got that rattle back
I'm flashin metal when I was attacked by
A couple pretty bitches that was begging me to pick em up
And take em in and fuck
Welcome... to the Madhouse...
Here ghost wail and moan
Skeletons rattle trying to escape there prisoning coffins (Wicked Shit)
Grimlins and skulls
be on on my block
We poppin a cop with a Glock
Even them young niggas givin shots
We gives a fuck about a copper, gettin our propers
By burnin cops
to doctor basics
Bladed secada wings offer awkward facelift
Leak laser to fade shit

I splash commoner fragments, rattle crews, cattle lose
Fabulous four