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Poor White Folks

Bill Monroe

Uncle Pen [Decca]

Poor White Folks [Instrumental]


Uncle Pen Album
By Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

The entire album is 'Instrumental'. These include tracks:
1.

up plenty
Took the rap game, niggas wanted shit
When you with The Vill, make your ass pay the bill
Hope you niggas die twice when we overkill
Video

slide
Money talk we don't waste no time
Girl I'm needing you by my side
Let it go and let me take control
When the bill come ain't no regular figure
I was

I ain't got no type
I just got certain things I like
I don't do one nights
Everyday she come on by
She ain't ever been shy
She don't like push

on Richard Milli I look richer by the day
Hop in a batmobile got me feeling like Bruce Wayne, yeah
Swallow the perk, I'm about to go insane, yeah
Two-tone

Nothing Like Home

Mobb Deep

Infamy

2001

Turn on the flat screen to see-Span
See the elite strength, attorney general slowly gettin' bills passed
Prophecies comin' to pass
We gotta survive

Because we worry why 
We can't come home 

Just give me a night to be reckless 
Stop paying the bills and drown my senses 

Just give me a night to hang

will make them die
Can't stop me that seat is mine
Go tell the ladies kiss the cook I'm like a chef the beef is frying
If I take an L it's by design if

it like I’m kiss

And I might just get a kiss, from a California bitch

Oh my god, Oh my god

I’m ruling like I’m ja

Sitting on my thrown just need

I've been, selling your checklist dream
I wonder wh-y, you never made, your min- ds
My whole weight, is crushing down 24-7
I'm ready to give my kiss

the thrill
I bust without jacking she got me to hill
Pussy so fye wanna pay all her bills
She cum in my mouth then we do a refill
I'm Lost in her ocean PK Nemo

beat it
Don't bring sand to beaches
Can't get sucked by leeches
I ball like collegiate
They boo from the bleachers
I done ran it up I got my cash up
Yeah

and money by the ton

Yeah super bad bitch put my hand on my gun
Control the traffic in the slums
Go ahead and talk your practice blast that until you're done

DON'T MEAN A THING
I'D TRADE IT ALL FOR JUST ONE NIGHT NOW AND FOREVER WITH YOU BY MY SIDE

RELAX LET'S TAKE IT SLOW TONIGHT I'M GONNA SPOIL YOU CAN YOU

I'm talkin' real shit
No I don't feel shit
Not even talkin' off the pill 
Shit
Cant touch the ground
But I'll still fuck around and pay the bill
Shit

kiss her face
I'm stretching for a run
That's how I win this race
And how I keep this pace

Change Yeah
Back and I'm just focusing on me yeah
For my

the silliest shit
How you gone suck a nigga dick and
Try and give me a kiss?
I'm the nigga known for taking
Bitches out after work
Fuck em till they fall asleep

don't mean I'm hiding
I'ma Crease God wit the iron
Lay low when the Fido firing
It wasn't premeditated
It was predicted
Yeah, I'ma Mayan
Bill Nye when I'm

off
Keep my energy I'll pay it soon
Coming soon, little do I know I just fell in poon
I kiss foreheads and send ya love and bring more bread
I'm

shit
Working six days a week
And barely making a dent
In the bills that I got
I'm tryna create a better life
So my kids never know the struggle
Sleep

sentence two
Your final destination
Death by retaliation
Yo, take your last breath as you beg lord for salvation
Am I my brothers keeper? Yes, I am
Till he

words for you
Punk Haiku
Crazy Charlie and Sonny Boy kiss the sky
Friday night right by TV eye
I've got that Delta mud caked on my boots
Soaking in

all you do?

If I were black and you were white
If I were wrong and you were right
Would you still hold me through the night
Kiss and hug by candlelight

million apiece
Sheesh, that's how we do time
Dujac by the mag, that's how we do wine
91 thousand for a wine bill
Keep it real with you, that was Juan's bill