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that foreign products we can buy too
Just remember to spend right here for that red white and blue

I'm a patriotic good old southern boy to the T
Been

to blame, wanting fortune and fame is a never ending life-long game

This one's for the boys back at home
Keep fighting everyday
Long live the boys back

and get your ass back in the game
By the way I put in work, boy I better blow up
By the way I put in work, boy I better blow up
By the way I put in work,

Do you want ice? Of course
Do you live life? Of Course
Burly boy by choice
No I can't fit in the Porsche
I could've played five sports
Balling in

Blue Bayou (Live)

唱︰韋綺姍
曲︰Joe Melson / Roy Orbison
詞︰Joe Melson / Roy Orbison

(咁呢隻歌呢我就想送畀
我屋企啲人啦 堂家姐啦
不過唔知佢行咗去邊呀
Oh You'll There OK
I Like

Mafia Music

Rick Ross

Deeper Than Rap [Deluxe Edition CD/DVD]

2009

of white car smell like blue cheese
That boy get salad beef bout movements
BM dubs on them big things looking foolish
Shawty sitting low big things popping

Triple Beam Dreams

Nas

Rich Forever

2012

white as Tommy Hilfiger
Ralph Lauren Blue Label as I'm gettin' high
Triple dream dreamin' as the cream multiples
Fuck boy, talkin' out of turn nigga

wanna see his face underneath
Mm-hmm, no, I ain't drop it all tight
Ayy, I swing across your face
Boy, stay off that by my way
Ayy, before you get here

Hook:
Blue hoodies sworn in to protect us
But they sworn in by another oath
Swear this is the realist shit I ever wrote, yea
Blue Hoodies steady

London back to my uni
I couldn't help think about the good old days
In STA, St Albans
Where the boys are dope and the girls are strong
They give me hope,

colder
Every song I make for me the ratings just go lower
I just need some luck like a 4 leaf clover
I feel productive anyway, maybe cuz it's October
I

R.I.P. Jez man
You know, it's been two years without you man
Shits been tuff man
I was supposed to drop a tape for you this year
October 1st
Shit

five foot nine
Jag on them big boy tires and them tags ain't expired
Look you can either live or die you can't get more time
So when mine expires hope i

off
And your girl got boy problems, told her imma solve 'em
Said that at like 3 and by 4 you'll be gone
You know you ain't safe if you fuck with my

dreams
The dope boys gave a youngin' hope
Kept a squeeze on everything
Pressure busting pipes fasho
Stayed down till I came up
You know how the game go

on yo list
Pretty sure it was Cole, Drake, Larry June, me and Spitta
By the time you hear this, it be, early Yesvember
Wrote this verse on October first

So boys, sing it with me!
He likes beer; he likes whiskey
He liked you down Mississippi
But don't act like you can't tell
Without one of them first

a guardian angel
He go by the name of Joey
I love you boy

Ima be good, yea ima be great
Niggas will spit in they hand
My heart was in my mine
Then dap me up
That's what i hate
I be so hurt by the fake

losing track
Think you can take this? Prove it to the devil when he's back
I woke up in the morning, on October 31st
4 AM, and I'm feeling like a fat bag

I'm feeling good tonight
No one's going to kill my vibe
I'm pushing through the line
I don't want tomorrow to come

This pretty boy is taking me

savage with da tool give abortion

Do da shit by myself, Spaz  like an orphan

Bad for ya health, drake fuck up ya organs

Killas come through, wet ya wake

some 'Red Octobers' boy I hate the shoes I own
Feeling like a king stuck in someone else thrown
On the low I don't know, how the hell I'm fucking broke

was the one steady droppin' them bars
Til niggas said alright this young nigga got it
Live by the code, nigga stand like a man
I be thumbing so much I