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a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip Face says I been stressed I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
At the station house one day Was a lady old and gray I could tell her heart was feelin' sad and low With a teardrop in her eye She was tryin' not
to pals But the beef still dey so I dey carry knife stroll No wan hear say by mistake them carry my life go No Daddy they there oyoyo another story of atutu
the field Thug love story [G. Luciano] So here I am Laid up in this lavish house, up in the Poconos With this chick I don't even really know Steady stressing
happened to the Dixie Chicks It's like nobody else complains Till you tryna be more than a nigga with a chain Cube already told you, they corrupted
happened to the Dixie Chicks It's like nobody else complains Till you tryna be more than a n**** with a chain Cube already told you, they corrupted
Ninety Eightmrs Lisa candy lady trapping in Dixie holmes Sixth grade Westside elementary smelling like pine cones Crack house frayser circle next
rebuttals for real Ya chick a thot, she lick the cock Then gave scar to my man Have four balls in her hand She got jugglin' skills But stop by ya spot
Cherson! Cherson! You aint just whistlin Dixie, Sea Cherson! Cherson ! We calcimine fathers here below! Kitchen light on Sea
phone I don't give a fuck, though Hand me a Dixie cup and a Red Bull And I'mma mix it up with something special to make ya head go Ooo wee ooo wee,
chick Richie Rich himself, couldn't get in my bitch She not impressed by cash, boo got her own stash Boo got her own house, bought her own S Class
Why do you keep imagining graduating, getting a better job Why do you keep imagining buying a house Why do you keep imagining getting rich one day
This is the story of Nashville’s most famous murder trial. In 1913, Anna Dotson received five days in jail for the murder of Charlie Cobb, the owner
story just rappin' 'em As a genre nobody can even fathom us 'Cause, it's three separate Things just smashin' (What?) A little bit of country Little bit
believe me? Look what happened to the Dixie Chicks It's like nobody else complains Until you try to be more than a dude with a chain Cube already told you:
Wanna get rich without a story Wanna new whip to gas and floor it Wanna new house with matches floors Wanna new boat right by the shore Wanna new
As he reaches for the book To tell of Christmas long ago, Written by the hand of Luke. He’ll read that story one more time Of angels we have heard
flickered on the silent screen Round the clock, work never stopped by man or by machine Legends grew and stories flew in the streets and in the bars
Settle down for a minute, let me tell you real quick About a bitter sweet story of pain One time a west king chick got involved with a dealer
chance I got And he would begin to cry Telling me the stories of his days long gone by Well he started out in an old jazz band Up in Chicago town That old
In the industry I don't give a fuck what you did This is my house Take off your shoes when you walk in my crib Niggas talk crazy to Hitman And I'm
silent, I think drooling, possibly asleep I do love her so The fence electrifies with a loud hum and blue sparks of light Accompanied by tinny explosive
a trance snap of her fingers taking off your pants Pull up This ain't by chance She's got it down to a twisted romance She's the devil in disguise don't trip
Throw it back Cam Flash it back Here we go Senior week at Kalahari Checking chicks out in bikinis Clogging slides were going crazy Standing Tazekid
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