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days
I steered by the stars
Aimed for the moon
Wound up in the bars
There was a room
I papered with prayers
Scattered with flowers
While somebody else

and then she kisses me
I take her hand and take another hand and make my way
Having my way
Into the club's flocculent insides

A twenty-foot-tall Egyptian

Up to Me

Bob Dylan

Biograph

1985

Everything went from bad to worse
Money never changed a thing
Death kept followin', trackin' us down
At least I heard your bluebird sing
Now

the club, get some oxygen
Your friends say I'm a player
You'd be lucky to keep me
You know people gon' be
Talkin' 'bout us weekly
My car be in a robbery
P-O-R

idea of all the
Gear things in store for us it
All happened really when Please
Please Me became
A number one hit, and after that, well cor'
The blimeys,

Up To Me

Bob Dylan

Blood on the Tapes

1997

Everything went from bad to worse
Money never changed a thing
Death kept followin', trackin' us down
At least I heard your bluebird sing
Now

Friday Night

Scarface

Friday [Original Motion Picture Soundtrack]

1995

Damn this a bitch 
We ain't gotta motherfuckin' thing 
Ring CJ do what he doin' in Cali for ni a 
(Hello?) 
Hey wuz up nigga it's Face 
(What up

Like So [Bonus Track]

T.I.

No Mercy [Deluxe Edition]

2010

trapping to the club scene, rapping to the big screen
Fashion, television, listen shawty doin' big things
Get team money, fuck a bitch if she ain't coming

Swimmin' in the money come and find me, Nemo
If I was at the club you know I balled, chemo
Dropped the mixtape, that shit sounded like an album
Who'd have

Like a Pimp

Busta Rhymes

MTA2: Baptized in Dirty Water

2003

with bad table manners
We act bad, my nigga what is y'all sayin'?
Like when we walk inside clubs, niggas hold they gal hand
'Cause they know we run

with bad table manners
We act bad, my nigga what is y'all sayin'?
Like when we walk inside clubs, niggas hold they gal hand
'Cause they know we run

about a thing
If ya feel real good wave your hands in the air
And lick two shots in the atmosphere!
It's been three weeks since you were looking for

a cheap cigar last Tuesday
You sat and waited by the phone
I can't believe the things that you say
When I always wander home alone
I'm still missing one

This is how I represent over this here beat
Talking 'bout you

Yo, I smoked you out
I let hit with the bong
And blow the whole thing out
She like me

Little Bobby's got a problem
A problem Bobby's got
Little Bobby's got a problem
A problem Bobby's got

The only thing he hates
More than people

Found your eyes inside my view then you close in
Thinking what she bout to do
Then I'm all in
Then I'm all in
Step into the club you're the boldest

things to her down south with my mouth
And if she can
I'm shameless
After all, she made the first advance
And judging by the way she's kissing on my neck

Shorty you know a nigga got desires
Got me pussy whipped, Every time I get all up inside ya
She stay on my dick, chosen one like I'm her messiah
We

they gon' have to put your picture on a white tee
So nigga do the right thing like Spike Lee
I Just Wanna nighttime ride
Leather inside, Candy Outside

as the ice (oh, oh)
The more I try, the more I open my mind, for you
To find, the demons hidin' deep inside

I owe fines, the devil say I owe him for life

the next morning expecting you to be long gone by then
Rolling over I see you next to me and inside I smile
Cus things tend to never work out in the end

we're moving inside here
Try to get by and denying past lives and
I'll be your broken hearted
I'll be the best heart break for you
When we're dying inside

Came inside with my goons 
I’m seeing things in my room 
Seeing things in my room

Wake up everyday and fight anxiety 
Can’t wait to put lil nick

Hoping one day
I'll be able to pass by the corners
And not see the brothers hanging out
Doing the same old things
Smoking and calling at the women
Every