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On the verse, I'ma knock it out the park, Barry Bonds
Know I'm hard on a bitch, that's why we can't get along, bitch
Know it's fire in the booth, someone cut

Ladies Love Chest Rockwell

Dan the Automator

Lovage: Music to Make Love to Your Old Lady By

2001

thing called

Music to make to your old lady by
Barry white used to work
Shoot, even Abba used to work the way i was doin' my thing
But man, you put

hopin' and wishin'
But that clock is tickin'
We are on a fuckin' mission
And I'm not done spittin'
I'm not stoppin' til I'm finished
Open up your ears

Way to high
I'm up to something
I can barely even function
Whats he on
Like 50 fuckin'
Small white pills
And a mystery substance
This that shit that

die
But I survive
You guys can't walk in my shoes
I'm not your shoe size
I flipped a few bricks, couple birds flew by
Coke white like it got blonde
Hair

along
Take you down by the river
Driftwood in a pile
Drifting heart and a shifty smile
Send a smoke signal from the fire
Things are not always what they

The Madness

Action Bronson

Dr. Lecter

2011

Ayo, you ready? Yeah, I'm ready right, the fast life
Getting twisted almost every night, my mind is deeper
Than the voice featured on Barry White

'bout that)
Nigga don't really want that beef
(He be hidin' 'bout that)
Quahfee been gone three years
(And I'm still cryin' 'bout that)

All white 38

leave a eye witness
Barry White triplets, I'm grabbin em
Plus the Eddie Floyd Stax album in
The back by the bathroom
Knowin all this shit no one knows
Way

cheeba that 
Northside 
Ay ya ya 
Mo fire 
Ay ya ya 
Hit the Coastline 
Ay ya ya 
Mo Fire 

I told lil shorty one more lick and then I'm yours
getting

that's what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that's what I like, that's what I like
Lucky for you,

oh
She always send me Barry White tracks
(I say)
I don’t know how to sing like that
(She say)
Take your time experiment with it
And use your 
Bass

up by the fire
Me you and the mistletoe
Sleigh bells they ringing
And you keep on singing
A white white white Christmas
I promise you won't forget this

Fueled by fire and desire
Dirty angel sanctifier
Only she tame the white tiger
Ow
Fueled by fire and desire
Let her sink her teeth in my neck you

got a gun store, niggas of them all the merit
Lee a ho about it, white like Barry

With the Jerry, running with the Sharks
And half you more scary

bitches on mayday
Popping some bottles and sparking the gas
These white bitches staring at me like I'm brad
I fill up the tank and I slam on the gas
Racing

scream
When her brother died
Ain’t never heard my mother cry
In a pitch that would make
Mariah Carey sound like Barry White
Reflecting on 2020 vision posts

Ayo, what up?
It's your boy, Barry Obama
Shy-town's finest
I'm 'bout to ride on this orange, starburst looking motherfuckerrr
Fuck Donald Trump
It's

majesty/no pageantry, just accuracy, I promise I can't rap for free/the way I run threw all them hoes(holes) they call me barry/by the way I spin off of them

alright for the shape I'm in
Sitting by a fire with some damn good friends
Willie on my left, Jack on my right
Blowin' that smoke on a Friday night

Episch

Fler

Vibe

2016

We end in fire, fire, oh
We end in fire, fire, oh
We end in fire, fire, oh
We end in fire, fire, oh

Rapper, sie träumen vom neuen Bugatti
Euer

keep waitin
I be here, I be there
Wear them rocks on rocawear
I'm so fly without no leer
Why would I lie? No I don't care
I ride that fire without no

Watchin’ white fly by the plate, umpire
Coolin’ on the six while the block on fire (While the block on fire)
Grantin’ every wish type of thrill you desire?

you believe that I want it like -
Mark on your cheek where I'm kissing
It's by the fire that I'm missing
Dark days and nights but I'm trippin'
Gave it