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The Hilton

Raekwon

Bulletproof Wallets [Clean]

2001

he was blinded by the ice
That's when Rae ran out of the back
Towel on, soap on his arms, spit duke around, fell on my lap

Yo, what the fuck

Rapper's Delight [7" Single Version]

The Sugarhill Gang

Rapper's Delight & Other Old School Favorites

1998

the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You see, I'm six foot one, and I'm

don't let me out of your sight
Even though your thoughts been blocked 
I mix my martinis straight up with a twist of hemlock 
I drink Absolut vodka you

Hmmm
Yeah
Ouuu woah
Uhh huh

Going to fast
Move slow
This is too fast
Move slow
How you get me
Shit I don't know
But you get me
That's a plus tho
Mix

a drink then you take 'em by the hand
Do that electric slide with a smooth side glide
To the center of the room while locking eyes
Then in time to the beat

the complete lock and beat stock
Now, all the horny heffers wanna dangle on my *errr!*
Down by the dungeon with the cracks on the wall
Buffoon, I'm like a mink

shorty in the mix I don't need the attention
Pull up in a black coupe caramel guts, baby Ruth
Moving white, black suit shareable dust, baby tooth

And I

together
There together... side by side for years without a care together
Only couple days ago she told me she'd be there forever
Now like that... our bond

the corner by herself
Singin a soldier song, it goes

She can make moves and pay dues
Friday, it's time to break loose
She can pace, mind the baselines
Drum

Flame on its twerking time
Wreck all parties is the work of mine
Buss Down baby bend it over
Bounce that ass and move them shoulders
Sexy walk then arch

I'm toxic as fuck like when you mix bleach and ammonia

Y'all niggas be catching so much fucking heat
You thought you was a ball player Miami
I hit you

Yo, we came to party, ladies move you bodies
Out on the dance floor, drunk off Bacardi
Filling our cups, and we be puffing it up
Taking shot after

Count all the blue when I'm in the Chanel
Choppa in the coupe and I move like a snail
You could smell all type of Kush in the air
Supply and demand

by my shoe
Foreign whip
I skurt off with the loot
Foreign bitch
She don't know what to do
Hopped out
In the 212
Mix it up
Show how you do
I'm trynna

by the hour
Trap trap barely got to shower
Demon eye when I'm with ya
Paralyzed when I hit ya
Love harder then most
Powdered down
Had to move a lil

I can't lie I want you to myself, oh I want you baby 
cnd the way I feel it doesn't help, girl you drive me crazy 
cll these nights I'm spending by

No Parking on the Dance Floor

Midnight Star

Old School Jams [SPG Box Set]

2004

better if you play it by the rules

'Cause it's so easy, it's so right
It's so easy to rock it with your body, baby
It's so easy, it's so right
It's

S&M on the Rocks

Rae & Christian

Mixer Presents: Rae & Christian

2000

a stiletto don't let me out of your sight Even though your thoughts been blocked 
I mix my martinis straight up with a twist of hemlock 
I drink Absolut

around yeah I'm fresher than niggas
Tell 'em fuck a hand out ain't get blessed by no nigga
I stay with my migos now we finna take off
Can't move with a ego

Sippin' tropicana when I come through
You're lookin' like you wanna 
Come tru (Through)
Baby come true 
Tell me what you like 
And tell me what to do

I can't reside
Mix it right feeling right every night
The way you move baby way you touching on my body
Brand new baby acting like im not somebody

talking said I's crossing my own brother
Eyes blind lies told by his baby mother
I need to recover but can't
Working sun up to sun down let me rant
Or give

you got God in the mix
Ain't never worried about the motherfucking thing
I make my next move my best move
It's J Dot Brwn

out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You