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like an ostrich yeah
Bitch I ball John Stockton (Stockton)
People switch up it's common yeah
I don't say too say much stay locked in (yeah)
Swaggin like

crazy
When you fed up this the way that you say it

Gotta gone and take the lead
I gotta get it in motion, I gotta get it in motion
I gotta get it in

the top of the mountain
The check just cleared for the bigger amount
I ran it up did not get an allowance
You dig what I'm saying you dig it I'm bout it
Few

people trying to compete with me
Keep it up and you gone catch defeat with me
Niggas be thinking that they teaching by preaching and be the main ones

Raise hell raise the bar of the yerks off the bars
I'm New York I see the stars
Pullin up in foriegn cars
Aye, where should I began 
Let's go back

Welcome to Hennie's Holidays!
We're a one-stop ostrich shop for your summer getaway
Put on a loud shirt and let's go!
Buckle up everyone. 

I just

ever drop 'em on command
Stand up we get it poppin in the stands
Sometimes I've forgotten who I am
The artist or the fan well I'm hot by popular demand

outfits 
Got my own housing 
Right by the mountains 
By the pool lounging 

Ya ya

I’m lookin so bouji but I’m feelin so ghetto
I forgot to say hello (hi

Hit U Up

The Hot Boys

Lights Out [Clean]

2000

yourself by yourself 
In a nice place ducked off with fucked up health 
I done been strucked and snuck, but never fucked and stuck 
My life is four

ostrich
Gotta run it up 'til I get nauseous
Gotta fuck more, in love with the process
I ain't got time to be hating on no one
'cause there ain't be no money

Up on the mountain in the deep dark wood 
Where the maple and the ginseng grow
Lives a proud old man in a shotgun shack 
With a beard as white

King of New York

RZA

Twelve Reasons to Die II

2015

Money in garbage bags
Washing up the restaurants, nightclubs, etc
Pinky ring work for small isle and I raise the bezela
Women on they're night strolls

look like cans of mountain dew, no reception in the mountain view
Hit my moves when i see the que, yellow diamonds look like pikachu
Solid exotic in

) Throw your hands in the air
And wave them motherfuckers
Like you just don't care
(Hands up) Put your hands in the sky
2-11 nigga, your money or your life

FUNKY GRASS BAND
RECORDED BY PORTER WAGONER
(Red Lane - Dottie West)
« © '71 Tree Publishing »

A small town in Kentucky that's called Hazzard

This flesh made from life
Taken by this knife
Grateful to be eating again
These tears are an ocean
In a life of devotion
To the water in and out of my

"Hello?"
"What you mean?"
"Hol' up, hol' up what you mean I ain't fly?"
"What you mean I ain't got no drip?"
"Goddamn it, aight, look"

Lemme

different
In my river, you are the current
I always drift towards you, pulling me in
Pulling me in
Mountains
Mountains
Can I take you by the hand
Because I

Climbing Up the Mountain

Don Gibson

The Singer -- The Songwriter: 1949-1960

1991

(I'm climbing up the mountain I'm climbing up the mountain)
Once I've traveled in the valley so low lonely and weary way I
Now I travel in the valley

niggas so ruthless
Leave a nigga in the club toothless
See I ran up out the booth, let's
Of a doofus
Gang shit, my haters they weak as shit
Even out

from the pain
Working harder, earning medals
Haven't even thought about my corduroy baby in a white lies time cause my heart still yellow
Heart still

I'm all fucked up
I think about that yellow bus
And look for anything in life that's just

Or shows some kind of semblance of a better greater plan
I

there's the highs (yeah), I'm a vibe (yeah), I'm just that guy (yeah)
With all the talk and all the hype I keep my eye up on the prize (woooo)
I keep it

aren't looking dead,
There's a knocking at the window a rat tat tat tat a rat tat tat.
I dream I am an ostrich head deep in the sand,
There is a rhythm