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don't gotta tell me like 
I know I just described your Friday night 
At the football game we up in the sky 
We was hotboxing the entire ride 
Knowing damn

Flipmode Squad Meets Def Squad

Redman

The Coming

1996

rhyme... just one rhyme
I don't give a fuck I kill em with just one rhyme
Woo, hah, heh, yahah, you wish that you could get with this
Terrorist, lyricist,

Over this beat
Let's toast with wonderful drinks
This's Louis Armstrong
Blowing his horn in front of
The Sphinx
With his wife on his side
It's

Big homie, Phil, gon' toss you out if you got that jazz like Jeff
Young light skin, baller nigga, spaz like Steph
So its no wonder why I feel like I'm

on em
Ya got swing on em
That's Jazz Baby
Swing on em
Championship
You make em put those rings on em
First lady of Contra Vibe
Scuse me cuz I been on this

we get from the man above
And just like that
It’s still a wonderful world
Louis crooned it gruff and sweetly
It’s still a wonderful world
Chaplin’s

Four Brothers

The Manhattan Transfer

The Manhattan Transfer Live

1987

talkin' about you
It's very nice to know that you have really taken time to listen to me blow
'Cause as sure as I'm born, I'm blowin' my horn
It's me

Who Gives A... Where You From

Three 6 Mafia

Streetsweeper, Vol. 2: The Pain from the Game

2004

you from?

I'm from that St. Louis, hoe
Who gives a fuck where you from?
I'm from that Orlando
Who gives a fuck where you from?
I'm from that Lil' Rock,

FUCK ALL THAT JAZZ
I GIVE EM' THE BLUES, OOH, OOH!

HOOK:

GIMME THE LOOT, GOTTA REGROUP, GOTTA RECOUP
HANDS IN THE AIR, TELL EM' DON'T SHOOT
LESS IT'S

What You Know

T.I.

Allstar Mix, Vol. 9

2006

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
What you know about that? [Repeat: x3]
Don't you know I got
Key by the three when I chirp shawty chirp back
Louis nap

it I hate to lose, give a man St. Louis Blues
Bouncin' on them hoes like I got bubbles in my socks
And we'll take double of that muscle if he cut it

hope you love hearing this song
You could bump it in the car all day long
And I wish I was Louis Armstrong
Could even play a melody to you through

die like cattle
Beef, I go at it so rugged, you swear
I love it is that so, hard to learn?
My burner give niggas permanent heart murmurs
If that ain't

already knew me
Her body a brick house and skin like Drambuie
I flex like my Armstrong and spit like Louis
Love a lady with class
(I'm not into groupies)

Give it up for Elon Musk
Sci-Fi's about to get real on us
Who needs god? In Elon we've got trust
Pays himself minimum wage
He don't need the bucks
Start

Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me

Shoutout Louis Armstrong, the man for the beat, yuh
It took a couple weeks, but I think that it sounds heat, huh?
The muskrat rumble, have it shuffle

to tease me
Louis Armstrong was singing on
That long ride home
You said What a wonderful world to live in
(Yes, indeed)
(Sure is)

Grandpa stopped by, to me

conversations on the meaning behind all these things
Nuances often missed by me
I can be who I wanna
I tell **** never be me and thats okay
He can be even better

at me I think I know why
I'm doing me and I ain't gotta try
And you just watching life go by
Stop doing that window shopping
Ima get to it I ain't got no

-- a fuel line and a bar
Still he goes down for the aggravation
Short of vodka, like beside the Seine
With Louis Armstrong reckonin'
And way short

gettin' escorted by an usher
I be passin' out these blues
Call me Louis Armstrong, brother
And I came outside with them sticks
It look like I'm walkin'

swing, swing, swing (336!)

[Hook]
clright (clright!), okay (Okay!)
I don't dance (I don't dance!), no way
I just take my Louis rag out and wave it 'round

This one no be jazz
But you hypnotized
Running through the jungle
Tryna make it out alive
When I'm in the sky
Tookie by myside
Ain't talking mechanics