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Shorty she feeling my vibe
Go mia
To a different space
Gimme a minute
Perfecting my s***
But the journey ain't clear
Too many questions
Just go with

I cop some bread, save it up, spend it all, get it back, Just to stunt
Then I take another nigga chick, smash her, give her back and tell him toughin

the vibes
Imma make it look easy, please believe me
I'm still balling with the braids like I'm Michael Beasley
Bitch I jump right on the track where I'm

to ride
She just giving me net like a tie
She giving me neck like a tie
And that G-Star to my drip, every time I walk by
I put that shit on so she know that

Please don't waist my time yeah
We was up at San Sai cards got declined
And I still know a couple that got taken by the heat like Mike Beasley it's still

productions and you know the game is tight, hold up, 

You would think I’m Rachel Ray just by the way I’m cutting up, no I don’t kick it with my soldiers but

time just be passin' by
Go ask around, I be switchin' out cars
Like I be changin' my draws, I don't want 'em' now
Everybody won't carry a rod until it's

Hey
Yeah
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Brown Skin Babe
Babe to the Family
Babe of my block
Babe to my Granny
Twist it and lock
Shit gotta handle

We be just kickin the door in
We be just stomping the floor in
Who it could be
Poppin out we be just drivin in foreigns
Whippin and tourin barely

I’m Catholic Cool 
Performed by 
E. Walter Smith featuring The ICC Choir & Friends 


Chorus 
I’m cool 6x I’m Catholic 
I’m cool 4x I’m Catholic

The Watchman's Gone

Gordon Lightfoot

Sundown

1974

Just like birds of a feather
We too have followed the golden sun
It feels so good
Knowin' the watchman's gone

If I give you a rose, buddy

retarded
Order some ps and it’s coming from Carson
Stick to myself cos these niggas is toxic
Just got a batch the whole thing is chronic
(Bitch)
When it come

I'll be with you all night
Till the skies turn light
Girl it just feels right
Having you by my side
I am no Walter White
But I miss you when you're

Alive and Kickin'

Mr. Big

Lean into It

1991

the door, it's what we livin' for
Rockin' side by side
Keep your love alive and kickin'

We got everything we own in the trunk and on the roof
And she's

grind
Even though sometimes
It feel lucky
Yak told them
Pimping ain't easy
On go like sleazy
Moving dolo now
I'm feeling like Beasley
The game need me
Any

grind
Even though sometimes
It feel lucky

Yak told them
Pimping ain't easy
On go like sleazy
Moving dolo now
I'm feeling like Beasley
The game need me

greasy 
If I'm wasting ya time bitch leave me
Smoke hella dope just to ease me
Im high asf boy I'm wea da bees be
In my own lane like mike Beasley 
Need

drive the boat
223s is backin' nigga up and makin' nigga float, yup

Talkin' all that shit, it got the nigga poked
Switchyana, freeze a nigga up, just

Making my point clear
Sippin woch yeah by the pair
Minute Maid with codeine syrup
Yeah spilled my drank bitch don't get near
Kickin the cup when I

a palace is cost me a lot
I let it rock like i'm Weezy, work with the left like i'm Beasley
I don't get mad that's beneath me
Wonder while I watch the Knicks

Rip the Night Away

Kottonmouth Kings

Fire It Up

2004

If it ain't natural, then it ain't real

Ohh we gon' be kickin' tonight
We gon' be sipping tonight
Ripping the night away (rip the night away)

to the edge
Fumblin and stumblin just by he ledge

But I´m still ridin´ on a wild kickin horse
Riding on a wild kickin horse my friend
I´m still ridin´

next to the river Thames it
Is twilight a strange greenish light and
Swirls of fog an eerie
Desolate London peopled by the dispossessed
By the river

QC the label, and we independent
Got some young niggas still kickin' doors
And some of my niggas convicted
Money, money, power, respect
I guess