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After 40 Days in the Sun

40 days in the sun
After 40 days in the sun
After 40 days in the sun
After 40 days in the sun

I can feel, the glory of the sky

fuel, and traffic bitches bust you
To get used by the cliq with tha bomb dick like tha fuse
Like Noah, take em in two's for 40 dayz and 40 nights
In tha

Double Up

Snoop Dogg

Double Up [Clean]

2007

let's go

Step up out the club wit a dizzy head
I got two chick that got dizzy legs
I'm bout to double up (One on each arm)
You know I'm bout

had a minute to wait
Two hands would dive for a Colt forty-five
One hand would come up too late, too late
Too late

"Go for your gun", was the outlaw's

Shake up the world, that is what I'm about to do
And homie, you ain't even on my altitude
I'm tellin' you, I got enough clout for two
And like

They don't want extraordinary
They want what they saw already
They say he nice the boy can flow
How you market a rapper with a 4.0

Wake up mother

On the low, what's up with you ho
Bitches smokin' dro bet you know
Bust like forty four
When I spit that flow 'cuz we go hard
Like that shit they

full beers
Probably got a stand cuz there's not enough chairs
Any other after party just can't compare
Unaware of the time as it flies by
Still got it

On the Move

Big Daddy Kane

It's a Big Daddy Thing

1989

goes around like a 40 ounce
Now, I'm-a take a sip, now its time to bounce
I wont get tipsy, I don't drink and talk
And, no, I'm not a hoddlum by

don't rain 
40 p's 40 new faces as I cross across the state 
Lost my white boy to that fentanyl when we was living great 
100 bands feel like you rich

business like show business when the Indiana’s great is screamin’
1 Hater 2 Hater 3 Hater… 4
By the end of the day I need 40 or more screamin’
1 Hater 2

my bitch, by her, you stank
'Til I'm dead, I ain't gon' change
I'ma take these meds and sip this drank (ha)
Dark side, Rollin' 40 Crip, them be my

When I say So

                      Chorus

  I come in your city I'm chasing that money
yeah I'm after them pesos.
I'm pulling this 40 get dirty

call on my gal,
Now remember, old pal,
When you get back home.

(Repeat Refrain)

""Life's A Funny Proposition After All
Music and Lyrics by George M.

Always doubt in us two
Never glad, forever blue
Never work out
Never work out
But we fight it, hoping it would be cool
So we vibing, doing shit after

I was sitting on the
Couch reading yellow paper
A letter in reply
7 days later after I wrote 'em
"Stay strong, keep your faith in God
" what I told

pimpin'
Can't phase me i'm too hot
Got 2 Glocks that pop shot
They too fat, I'm on that
My old bitch just had that

(Lil Remains) With da forty-five
With da

it's after dark
Always gotta pop two Xannies, just to get you in your zone
Then right after pop that pussy, 'cause I got it in control
Since you been

I Do This

Young Thug

Slauson Boy, Vol. 2

2016

fail
They say every man is defined by his reaction to any given situation
Well who would you want to define you?
Someone else or yourself?
Whatever

it on the low
But you knew that

Night after night I give all my life for you
Ride or die
I can't deny no one else by my side but you
My ride or die

Yeah yeah on God
I walked in this bitch with two 40s on me
We wiping yo nose just make sure you don't sneeze
She sucking my dick yeah she all on her

Secrets

Ill Poetic

Ill Poetic Presents: Mood Muzik's Third

2008

"thank you".
Call me loose, but you'd fuck shorty too
I'm talkin' thirty-six, twenty-four, forty-two.
She be at the Pink Teacup
Drunk of Chardonnay an'

angelicus)

UNCLE WALTER:
The clergyman’s pastoral pager loudly― uh, loudly― uh, uh loudly rang out, echoing through the vacant YMCA halls.

FATHER BILL:
By

(Baby, you know, you know, you know I need your love)

You cannot find no one better than this
Try to do right by you, but we can't mix, I tried