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would take Betty Page over Kate Moss any day
so there's really no need for the weight loss any way
just as long as you're healthy and wise
better skinny

No discuss (Shh)

Send two to his head call that shit a concussion
It's me and her business if me and her fucking
I'm cooli the baker fuck hoes by

Grandma Hips

Your Old Droog

Packs

2017

wetter than the Hoover Dam
Ain't no need to say my name, bitch know who I am
Rappers (?) in the closet like Luther Van
Get killed watching shows like

Let's do this shit right and get this money

Cause we both know ain't no damn thing funny

Crazy, but is not a big deal
That all we need is a good plan

you below the rim
I'm in San Antonio I'm 21 no Tim
I don't wanna text, I don't wanna talk
I want Johnny Dang kome take a piss all In my mouth
Need a new

Know you might not know but a nigga been real 
Got it by the case like it's deal or deal  
Said be real so I gave em that feel  
Born with a temp,

Where's the Weed At?

Kottonmouth Kings

Koast II Koast

2006

you 
Cause no one knows what Johnny Richter's got chronic 
But when it's cracking, we be the toughest motherfuckers that's cracking 
But anyway...

know
Y'all be entertained when I do my thing
Shawty thick, I get in her taint
Should call it a tank, that shit wet
I'm rocking a tank, ink in all in my

my my face in her taint 

Pay by the hour be bout your shit don’t make her wait 

She make golden showers look glamorous 

Far from an amateur, man

and faults
I got some stories in vaults
I stored them up they in bulk yea
I don't want a Maybach
I'd rather learn to play Bach
I don't need no Mozart
I just

Rapper's Delight [Long Version]

The Sugarhill Gang

Sugar Hill Story: To the Beat Y'All

1994

out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You

Saddle Up

Attitude

Ride Through the Country

2008

We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
Get your money right then you add it up
We grab the bull by the horns make him back it up
We holler

call it in the hood
Well look man I was talking to my boy Johnny
My boy Johnny, he told me he said
Niggas is hatin on you man.
And you know what I told

'fore you
Step into the well

You ain't ready for the magma
Massive Magmums straps and Johnny's
Lollies always got one on me
Case I need to buss or buss

If music is my business got no overhead
It makes me feel bad I lost some good friends
Like lil Johnny he loved life he didn't stress (Didn't stress

these lil niggas to test, no math class
Johnny Knoxville, she think imma jackass
Semi-automatic got him coughing up stomach acid
Attacking with

Imma pull up with my mac uh
Lil bitch, I dont need no backup
Yea my money I stack up
Run that bitch like a track uh
Yea yo bitch ass we gon clap up

Today I feel something broke and taint
By the hands of the man
I'd like to fade out again
Oh no what I've done
Oh yeah gimme the poison I need that

stretching they dollars, they waste it go spent it
And swallow in their sorrows like it's a cold beverage
Maybe, we need a neighborhood watch
Way all these

hating
The devil an opp
My faith won't be shaking with God as my pops
He loves me so much, His love never stops
My Father provides, He's right by my side

and damaged
Flaws scarred my soul, no bandage
Vexed by the path I took, but peace now resides
Lust and pride, was mixed to taint
Anger in abusive states
Bad

like Cisco (Boi you built like Cisco!)
You a body by biscuits, my body be givin fitness (Unhuh, unhuh)
I'm over here busy building, you online in women's

not innocent image ya taint
Imminent lens you watch and resist that's why I'm gon' keep me some aim
I might spin the block if they round the way I ain't

bitch
I can't let my bag rip
Or I will get a bag ache
No I won't let my bag rip
I'm an NMP Alien
Tears on my bag
She got tears in her eyes cause she's sad