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Wouldn't you believe it, Dogg like a retriever
I went up in this big fat bitch named Treva
She had a best friend with titties named Vanessa
She told me
run
Let the river come
To wash me away

People of the Mardi Gras, in their Tuesday best
Waiting for the South to rise again
Children of Geronimo
That's what you get for tryin' to rob me fo my Rollie nigga
Rolex Rulez

Well an nigga wit the Rolex on
You best believe he packin' Stretch Armstrong
A diamond is so hard to find you keep searching patiently
You take a stone and make it shine and somehow you bring out the best in me

[ guitar ]
in me, cause you are the best baby.
And if I had to do it again (I'll still choose you girl)
You bring out the best in me, 'cause you are the best
and a stick, I'm goin' lick for lick, so
Give me the helmet, I'll be the stunt man.
Just relax, and I won't front.
Like Anita, I'm givin' you the best that I've
a blunt, or either pass me a joint
I'm the modern day Rick James, yeah that's me
Anything less than the best is blasphemy
So ask for me, when you want
bow out go now I said bow out and leave
I said take your stuff and go
'Cause you're not for me, no

Mamma knows best when times get hard
And Papa always
For Mandy and me

There will be some jubilation for the happy pair
Yes, the best in all creation, joy is in the air
There'll be music at the station
and me

There will be some jubilation for the happy pair
Yes, the best in all creation, joy is in the air
There'll be music at the station
For
Get dem haters out your circle
Smile in your face but all they wanna do is bring ya down
See them try them best to hurt you
And work you
Anything
in me, cause you are the best baby.
And if I had to do it again (I'll still choose you girl)
You bring out the best in me, 'cause you are the best
wife called out for me
Say Virgil come quick and see there goes Robert E Lee
I don't mind choppin' wood and I don't care if da money ain't good
You
For Mandy and me

There will be some jubilation for the happy pair
Yes, the best in all creation, joy is in the air
There'll be music at the station
For Mandy and me

There will be some jubilation for the happy pair
Yes, the best in all creation, joy is in the air
There'll be music at the station
den take you for your keys
I'm not lying or joking, you get broken
Dead in Flatbush, back to Roanoake and

People always asking me, how your shit be
sleepin' late, no money damn, I'm late for school, SHIT!!

("Todd, get upstairs and take out that garbage")
And its the funkadelic relic
Yeah, (bring in
For Mandy and me

There will be some jubilation for the happy pair
Yes, the best in all creation, joy is in the air
There'll be music at the station
By the old Moulmein Pagoda lookin´ eastward to the sea
There´s a Burma broad a settin and I know she thinks of me
For the wind is in those palm
By the old Moulmein Pagoda lookin´ eastward to the sea
There´s a Burma broad a´settin´ and I know she thinks of me
For the wind is in those palm
shots
And I put holes in yo bandanna
I push a Benz you still rolling gs
So nigga miss me with the set trip
And start slanging keys

[Ice Cube]
When
too advanced, the Lance Armstrong of the dance
Rubberband man before T.I. was
King of New York like B.I. was
B.K. all day, it's in my blood
You wanna
to her through the darkness
Maria, what brings you to me
If the bird in the cage is your offering
Open the door, let me see
Though she trembled, she
den take you for your keys
I'm not lying or joking, you get broken
Dead in Flatbush, back to Roanoake and

People always asking me, how your shit be
and me

There will be some jubilation for the happy pair
Yes, the best in all creation, joy is in the air
There'll be music at the station
For