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her no, I make her change her clothes
I really should, be a DJ fa sho
Beat up and change the flow, and screw it and bang it slow
You feeling good, after

smokin' on them good-ass trees
Please just let me be
No chief keef
But I'm good smokin' on trees
Big bang rolls
Let's get it though
Ben frank pose up and in

Santa's Gonna Take It All Back

Toby Keith

Christmas to Christmas

1995

But baby, I'm plum give out

If you ain't a good girl by Christmas
He said he's gonna take it all back
If you ain't got it right come Christmas

nothin'

She say I look good, bitch, I been doin' push ups
Play with Baby and Top, nigga, good luck
My lil' daughter two, but got six figures put up

the lock big booty hoppin' in now
Dark skin, gold teeth man you know we in now
I know that's your baby momma
I know that it hurts some
You know when we get

throw in a DVD!

We can save the world this Christmas time by giving it all away
Even if it's more than you can pay
It's a tax write oooooff!

Is there

sho
Beat up and change the flow
And screw it and bang it slow
You feeling good after I take you home
After I make you moan but don't get too comfortable

"by the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by name of Lois Lane"
"And you could be my boyfriend, you surely can
Just let me quit my boyfriend

My name is Wizzle! Wizzle F!
Wizzle F baby! Ahh!
And Lojack, what’s good? Ayy Ayy, Jack?
These niggas don’t know money, man
Not like us, dawg! Uh uh

Rejjie, wake up
What's up, bro?
It was just starting to look good
Oh yeah?
Oh man let's keep rockin', yeah?
Bye-bye, nigga (hey)
Bye-bye-bye, nigga

and bang
If a nigga don't know better peep the game
SUC we running thangs
Finna smash me a nigga
I'm a young gun nigga by the name of Trae
Wrecking this

Welcome to hell where doctors him babble to there patients...
Like good lil anxious dieties...
Break you like a dvd with a dvd that's a Death Valley

night.
I'm talkin' about doin' the big bang. just like dynamite. Dynamite.
Every fly girl wants a real fly guy.
Come on, let's go bye-bye.

D-d-d-data bank

Churn up the grits, can't never slip
Bang on the hip, burst from the whip, drive-by shooter
Autopilot, when I bye-bye losers
Look mama, no hands, look

Corleone y'all mane everything go thiyow
If you ain't know you know by now don't you

Thiyow (thiyow) , thiyow (thiyow)
Thiyow (thiyow) , thiyow

having rocks in my Timbos
Ran off with the coke money
(Bang, let's get it, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt)
Pull up, bounce out the all-white thing
(Sosa, baby

Raining Men

Rihanna

Loud [Clean]

2010

cock it, aim it baby, boom bye bye
Set your standards lower boy you're aiming too high
Matter of fact your friend looks better so (Huh) good bye

skatin'
I'm saying some words
I'm doing this shit
Showin' off all my flows
I got good game baby
I won't impose
To take your man
And chop up his toes

But

dreams (Tryna do it)
Feeling good bet you don't feel good as me
Stay blitzed and blessed tryna leave all stress (Bye bye)
If you hating on me get blocked I

This How We Eat

Too Short

Chase the Cat [Clean]

2001

the free-throw line and bang
Now, I bust and crush tracks, nothin' really changed
Except, twelve-inch scars on my body
What I mean by that, I was hit by some

melon in now
With a pistol so big yo it could lift
A hippo and knock an elephant down
Akh, I punch a lot, I'm tellin' you now
And that fake-ass ice that

selection crazy
N-name Bebécito, look at me though
I am not baby!
Six-three, it seems I been her dream, who got her creamin' lately
Big chillin' rolling good

the gift (yeah)
Tight ukku bit, molly mek cocky stiff (uh)
Big fat batty and me sexy with it
Good pum pum, God bless me with it
Pussy good a dat me

a big glock
Life to the fullest god only gave us one life

 
Married to the money baby girl you the side bitch
Like my peace and quiet like when I go