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was sin and the rest was the devil mans blues 

Think if his logic is a ringer then all those dead folk singers got the hot end of the big pitchfork

Body and Soul

Louie Bellson & His Jazz Orchestra

Louis Bellson & His Jazz Orchestra

1986

Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean

man you niggas some bitches
Y'all jugged by the creek but I ain't gone lie I keep the
Stick in my hand lil bitch swerving beat up the block put my bitch

Duffle bag
Full of green shit
Toasting with
The fam and
We chilling
Pop the
Champagne man
We winning
Stacking blue
Hundreds to the
Ceiling
At the top

dollars... this niggas a fucking problem” 
I spy me! 
Doing all I can, with my mans
Get a rubber band 
Put it on my hands
Make amends
Go and get my friends 
We

I'm bout money do you understand
So you must find me out running up them bands
I only like counting hundreds nothing but benjamins
Regardless how it

call a flu flam
Re up running low I had to drop two bands
He gettin in my way I gotta shoot down yo mans
I didn't catch a case I didn't use no hands
Now

Snake Boots

Conway Twitty

Borderline

1987

Well, I was singin' some old cheatin' song
When this blue-eyed blonde came by
She said, I'm a table over in the corner
Why don't you drop around

A Heartfelt Line or Two

Joan Baez

Blowin' Away

1977

And if they turn out good enough 
I owe every word to you 
To the man and the woman who threw me a glance 
As they picnicked by the sea 
And returned

on the beach, all my diamonds are water blue (Ross)
Let's party like the pack jam, Pac Man
Fifty grand, stacked in my lap man
Get a lap dance (and if you get

It was born by the river
Cheese like the pizza man
And you know i deliver
We got too many bands
Ima 4th money nigga
Mhm I remember having no money

acting but im really wit it
Fuck around and make you go missing
Old man find you when his ass go fishing
Blue benji's i ain't crippen
See the blue lights

Made you play the fool yesterday yesterday 
Now you keep in shape with Elmer's glue 
Man you're all wrapped up in them dead Egyptian blues

Oh Mister Tut

I'm hustling
I'm feeling like I'm Rick Ross
Bumping LLC by money, man

I'm feeling like a boss
You ever ask how much it is
You know you can't afford

band,
And you know, nothing ever changes in no mans land.

And every day i'll take my place
and watch you walk on by,
As i wait upon a whisper,
And dream

tellin you, ya know?)

[Verse 1]
Aiyyo
Never in a million years I'll imagine I'll get my thrills
By listening to squeals of PJ wheels
As we land I duck

the love they shared was true
Far away the fiddler's bowing, the grass forever blue
It was in the dead of winter when her man first caught the chill
And he

has it been a week or day?
Pablo is the man with the plan
He just sealed my fate
Blunt in my hand
Then, I smoke it as I watch it fade
Need 100 bands

the violin while I kill you
Just robbed a man like I billed you
And I'm going inside your children pockets too
Just might do about anything for them blues
Even

Versace [Remix]

Drake

Back in Toronto

2013

listen
Them blue and white diamonds, they look like the Pistons
Codeine sippin', Versace, I'm grippin' them bands in my pocket, you know that I'm livin'

bills got strips only blue cheese

Balenciaga jeans I don't rock no Gucci
Chrome Hearts frame 3 bands just to see
Always be on top I don't know what

head, that's a beacon
Feeling super lost, so don't give me a reason
All cards in, get it by any means and
Feel invincible like I'm G-Man
Air Force one's,

me rollin' up that Bernie-Hana & it's blowin'
We be pourin' rosé by the cup, keep it flowin'
Only Moët just because that other shit is not it
You

na-na-na
Put a band, put your rent in my pocket, uh
I'm not your man, I want bands, ain't no stoppin' now
I want mansions, change locations
We went to planes