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don't hold weight
Another homicide, another homie died
Another subject you couldn't relate too
I been out roaming long time losing my mind
I think I

flashing keep flashing lights for us
We gone keep tryna run the forbes up
Just another reason to applaud us
I swear this life is gorgeous
Blowing smoke

Bend over backwards and jump through these hoops
Just convince you I'm telling the truth
I'm only one man baby
This won't do
Everything I write,

She buying Yay
We by the bay
Do that every day
We smoking dank
Out by the lake
Fucked up off the drank
Just popped a molly
This shit a hobby
Shit

Walkin' On The Moon [Seamus Haji & Paul Emanuel Club Mix]

Kanye West

Just Dance, Vol. 2 [DefJam/Island]

2009

here I guess)
(Oh! Oh!)
The magic of the moment snuck up on me
And caught me by surprise (Oh! Oh! Oh!)
Roaming and I'm lonely man I'm longing
For

Convoy

Ferlin Husky

Mega Country, Vol. 3

1998

Ah, breaker one-nine, this here's the Rubber Duck
You gotta copy on me, Pig Pen, c'mon? 
Ah, yeah, 10-4, Pig Pen, fer sure, fer sure
By golly,

on the Moon
She grab on my rocket now she wanna zoom
In my little shuttle I got me a stu
I be seeing aliens up in my room
I'm not from Earth I don't know where

to the moon
(In the moon)
I'm always high in the mood
(In the mood)
O-o-o-o-o-o (uhhhh)
Uh
Uh

Wish I could just move on
But girl I love you too much
I swear I

speed off on a rocket ship
Boy you ain't who we rockin with
Stand in my way ain't no feelings involved
Knew from a youth the boy a go far
So I'm wishing

and as I see it
You're a dick

So fuck your tunnels fuck your cars
Fuck your rockets fuck your cars again
You promised you'd be Tesla
But you're just

a quicker pace, coz we're in a race to the moon

Can't we just take a minute
There's twenty four hours in the day
So live it

Rings will shine
Babies cry

'm talking shit they didn't like, riding marble white
I might just break 'em off, when I come dripped out like Ike
I'm talking shoes by Huarache, shirts by

'm talking shit they didn't like, riding marble white
I might just break 'em off, when I come dripped out like Ike
I'm talking shoes by Huarache, shirts by

You got money in yo pocket my nigga, yep
You gone always keep that rocket  my nigga, yep
You ain't got no time to cock it my nigga, yep
you just pull

yercs on the way
They coming soon
Aye at this rate i'll be fried by noon
Gelato got me going to the moon
To the moon
Go to the moon go to the moon
Go

we're on the moon, baby
Stars drippin' on the moon, baby

Take me all the way, baby, baby, take me to your Milky Way, mmh
I just wanna rock, rocket

The Golden Rocket

Hoagy Carmichael

In Person 1925-1955

2006

ticket and I won't be back
This Golden Rocket is gonna roll my blues away

Hear that lonesome whistle blow
That's your cue and by now you know
That

three
I'm going to blow up the fucking moon
Cuz feeding the poor can't compensate
My rocket's so inadequate
Since Jeff and Dick both got to space
What's

This sudden light
Just enough to wet my appetite
Where did you go?
Somewhere out there I can feel the glow

Hidden moon
Stick around or it'll

overthink
I promise it's safe, baby, just let loose Yes, I'm here for you, your rocket fuel, your boost
I promise it's safe, baby, just let loose Yes, I

get another brownie
Way too lost without the sauce but I’m just glad she found me
Bitches fucking bitches fucking on my waist without me
Flippin’

high I'm in the sky with the rockets son

Can't be replaced I don't know what to say
I just live by the day I'm not promised to stay
I just smoked me

with a rocket full of dough
And there she go you're dealin' with a bank
(bank, bank) robber
She's just a hustler with a
Hand in your pocket
Takin' off

life (Life)
Just like diamond I shine through the night
These rappers so fake man they copy and bite (Bite)
I know that hate me I can tell by your eyes