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we both got
Better things to do
I'll hold your hand
Or shall we dance together
It's so hard to choose

Every time we hear
The whole world rushing by
I
calico and the color of a doll
Wave the flag on Cadillac day, and a skillet on the wall
Cut me a switch or hold your breath 'til the sun goes down
Write my
hold your picture by the bed, you're still livin' in head. At least I can pretend, that your not over me, 'cause I can't be just friends, just friends,
[Music & Lyrics by S. Guadagnoli]

Stand what you stand for,
I know you'll cross the line
More give some more to life
And keep it rising high
Hold
The only statement I'm makin' is royalties (rock the dollars)
Seven digits never under my bank account hold
Numbers like your phone number, plus area code
statement I'm makin' is royalties (rock the dollars)
Seven digits never under my bank account hold
Numbers like your phone number, plus area code
Gamble
one, you better use it
Listen, they pit convoes, see your way out before d jump over e
And if you want by the cheek so play silly, feel a 9 milly
hand 
Popping chicken like skillets
I hold your account like clothes
Oh God you quit it
You don't believe me
Call your bank and go and ask your
they know redd one of the best
Plus I shine like I got a sun on my chest

[Lil' Flip]
In down south I put diamonds all in your face
And I'm sellin fifty
like swiss
If you ain't hot come like this
Real niggas hold a gun like this
Pop something, one in your leg
Make your ass run like this
Now picture
ain't hot come like this
Real niggas hold a gun like this
Pop something, one in your leg
Make your ass run like this
Now picture that
Defeat rhymes
me to follow their path to the afterlife

I've got an appetite
For nice things and pipe dreams that my enemies could be blasted by

New metaphors
me to follow their path to the afterlife

I've got an appetite
For nice things and pipe dreams that my enemies could be blasted by

New metaphors
what's on your mind, rewind this shit
My message is beyond this shit
I put that on everything, I'm just being honest, shit
So what's up, hold up
Tech
Geah

Peace king

Peace king

Listen, if they wrote a book on your life

Right

You think anybody'll read it?

No fucking doubt!

Let's make history
kill or be killed

Understand, real'll be real

A forty-shot spectrum make your whole embassy kneel

Identity sealed, protected by

Our energy
With television, Dreamcast, dvds
Nice sounds, buttons, it's twenties
I'm a Cash Money Hot Big Tymer nigga
That'll hold a pinky finger up and blind ya
spit till you see the grit of the mic
Cause when you're in the zone
You don't care if they do or don't like
Your flow and no I don't hold no grudge
streets
I'm greetin' bustas wit' the heat
And you can see me clearly like a DVD
When I beat on your ass like a MPC
I'm twistin' bitches up like the dreads
Hold me down nigga
Hold my heat shit
Stash a brick, blast the clip
Gangsta shit, yo

I need me a straight down girl, get down girl
One to hold me
they pleadin the 5th
Yo Em it's time to get serious with it (yeah)
Time for everybody to feel it, similar to the egg in the skillet
This is your brain
kill or be killed

Understand, real'll be real

A forty-shot spectrum make your whole embassy kneel

Identity sealed, protected by

Our energy
With television, Dreamcast, dvds
Nice sounds, buttons, it's twenties
I'm a Cash Money Hot Big Tymer nigga
That'll hold a pinky finger up and blind ya
them bitches (let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you
With television, Dreamcast, dvds
Nice sounds, buttons, it's twenties
I'm a Cash Money Hot Big Tymer nigga
That'll hold a pinky finger up and blind ya