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The world by the balls, eatin' out my palm
Every album song I was spazzin'
The fuck out on
And now I'm gettin' frowned and clowned on
But the only one who's

to the heavens
Bow to the water and land that we steppin'
Yes Ini Rastafari Eleven
Looking For A Place To Call My Home
And Every Single Day I Search These Roads

Nathan?
Little ladies, be brave, take care of your mother
Smile pretty for pictures, always cherish each other
I'll always love ya, and I'll be in

know I'm with the gang I told the hoe to bring her sister 
Blowing woods by the pool I see two hoes kissing 
I'll never take a shroom but Milagros got me

dependin’ on a ghost
Uhwake up mrs new independent
Boo want D to make love wit'er many minutes
Know we brought a lotta snow, reefer by da bow
Hold my heart

out was Ben 10 and Fredrick Givens
Everybody that come around take my style and try to steal it
Knowin' that I make Mazi smile, I don't bow down, I'm

state it feels so odd
Cuz I get more love than my home squad
But it's makin me grow so there's no loss
Now they hearin my name from the fort to the bay
I

like Michael, the poor bitch
Got my game face on
Finna take this party home
Deep into the early morn'
Tryin'a make these hits
The motherfuckas
But

Replaced what they knew with a whole different place
They will make their home bases inside of ya head, and make you one of them
(Woah)
I look at beat like

Just Another Day

Queen Latifah

She's a Queen: A Collection of Greatest Hits

2002

Stomach ache, had a steak, and take for a bean pie
Get a final call for the brother in a bow-tie
I'm from little kid's, dream, and fiend for fun
Lots

With mace by the waist so ya dogs cant sic’em
Or bow wow, yippee yo, the dogs chase kitten
Maybe cuz, ladies love like I’m Cool J Smiffin
Wesson Eastside

Where They at 2

Romeo

Gametime

2002

[Verse 3]: Lil' Romeo (Master P)
(Call bugs on the phone, whodi, meet me by the dawn)
(Daffy dropped a dime, whodi, take him to the phone)
Knick-knack

know 
What the fuck it take to get out of the snow

What it take to get outta the snow 
Boy molded by the cold 
Let the story be told 
Yeah I never did

face, I heard you like to tongue wrassle
Body on point, I'm a take you home with me
Got me in a different world, I call her ass Whitley
See twirkin is

Bow our heads, let us pray
Thou shall not disrespect the FLYGOD
Thou shall not let any foul slick
Shit come out ya mouthpiece
Or else, crowbar to ya

enclosure
Or splurge money go into foreclosure
And live wit Bow Wow in our matchin Range Rovers
Let that be a lesson
To all you lils spend ya mills
Gassed up

and the dark
So there's nothing amiss
I'd rather die than see bondage, my nigga 
Ain't jumping the ship, bitch
I'll die by the trigger 
Protecting the home, shit

Before the fif' go clap
Better stick to rap (bow)
A round of applause, the whole clip
I'll come where ya at, nigga don't even trip
You see I ain't

Before the fif' go clap
Better stick to rap (bow)
A round of applause, the whole clip
I'll come where ya at, nigga don't even trip
You see I ain't

home

Oh Christmas comes but once a year
A time to bring people near
Take what you can before it moves along
Oh take what you can, from my song

Oh,

Yeah!, yeah we take niggas back
You know what im saying? It's sunday night
Westside Highway 27th and 12th avenue
The notorious
Home of the jux, home

erupt like the Boston Mara, um never mind
So by the time you hear this, I probably wrapped an album
Y'all better fuck with this shit, I'm bout'a take you

home tonight
Put you by my side
Could make you my wife
Lookin' at your eyes
Don't need to say it twice
I wanna make you mine
Gotta' be ride or die
One

always have a Rocky finish
Eat me broccoli, spinach, cocky? Nope
But I hope I offended you when I told ya how dope I am at this
And put emphasis