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Givenchy shoes with the Burberry coat
She see all this money she driving the boat
Head or his heart no we can't hit his throat

Bodies on Bodies, try to kill

Hey, I hate that I'm so stun
I'm ready to dance at the kings tun
And when I bat my lids by you won't run
You could see I been that bitch since

rock with you
Pinky promise to not get too
Caught up in the new shine
All up in them shoes, right?
When you get that new top?
Looks so good on you, ha

Yeah, they really down to ride no matter if shit gets tangled
Have you dance around these bullets, watch you hittin' the tango
While you prayin' for your

Text an ex-love "goodbye"

It's another sad girl summer
Flowers on the side of the road
Traveling beside each other
No one has to dance on their own

Isaac, Isaac
I know you feel alone
Your arms are weighed down by your sleeves
And I can hear it in your tone
As you whisper to the ground
With

Shawty in the mood 
To take off them shoes, 
Strip down to the nude 
& just dive in that pool, 
Shawty’s no fool, 
The outside is so cruel,

what you fixing to lose
Come outside ..
Bitch we shooting so don’t put on no shoes
If I catch you bitch we jumping
Ion go by no rules
Cash over niggas

White lace pretty face heart's race
Sun's glow on my skin it's a new pace
Mirror's glance take a chance in a trance
Step by step in my shoes I dance

stamped with this shit
So, don't try to up he faster with it
No chips but he Frito Lay wherever he hit
Bitch I'm Pallbearer and shit
Dance with ya casket

Yop
Look
Hit my ex bitch, she text me back and tried to shit on me
Bitch
You know I go by JO, I got that shit on me
Back in Laffy, know I push more

one will ever see you."
Ren: "No way!"
Stimpy: "Just put these shoes on, and move your feet..."
Ren: "BACK OFF, MAN!! I can do it..."
Stimpy: "Now,

Remember back in O 2 I wasn't cool 
(Wasn't cool) 
Used to push a 4 door whip with 4 fools
No game, pocket tame, real dorky too 
(Dorky too)
Dream chasers is

Came out
Bun up
Tennis shoes and her shorts
Rosie grabbed her by her bun and drug her right off the porch
Go Rosie
Bow Bow Bow
Go Rosie
Bow Bow Bow
Go go

wanna fuck with the set wanna fuck up a check 
I got this water Patek on my left I got these diamonds they dance on my neck 

Baby she fuck with me

Scenic dreamin of the sea but neva leave the ghetto
So I bump the dj table neva dance with devils
They mad and jealous cuz the truth ya know is hard

Spank-Master (Take Off Your Clothes)

Kool Keith

Spankmaster

2001

Remove your clothes
Take off your clothes (Strip!) [3x]

Out the shower, we butt-naked
Cash and ass, we don't fake it
Measuring tape, by four

you cornered and there aint no where to run to
Surrounded by guerrillas you just prey up in the jungle
I know you feel that heat
Ain't summer time but

like Santa Claus 
by the way you getting gifted
and I ain't talking bout no coccy shit 
I'm talking bout them solid gold bricks 
in my lyrics Riffs
break

the trees
Mesmerized and enchanted by that natural southern beauty
With just one touch, she tames my inner beast
I'd climb the tallest tower and I'd slay

when you see the full moon
Every shot aimed right at his shoes
Dance monkey dance make em bust a move
Hit by a criminal moving real smooth
Can't step

up)
We on the main trail
Step by step we change
Till` we don't go along
I go my separate way
I have to cut with it
Go switch up my shape
No, i´m not

Shapeup
She a goodie but a baddie and look good with no makeup

Not buying it
So I took a lease on it
The beat hot
So I gotta beast on it!

Did it
Now it's

count K's with me
Bitch I'm up now
1 of 1 no replacing me
Suppressed chop no tracer rounds
When it hit you, you don't make a sound
Now you laying down