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Or that's around cah the bank just paid me
I ain't one a dem weh get trapped by a baby
One of a thousand but me haven't found lady
Cmear pretty gyal just wave

Got the highest with the grade if you roundin up
I ain't even really flex it, I ain't got enough
All the shit I really got is off my Daddy guap
But I

Would You Like to Take a Walk

Ella Fitzgerald

Ella & Friends [GRP]

1996

Sump'n good'll come from that

Mmm, have you heard the latest song?
Mmm, it's a very pretty strain
Mmm, don't you feel a little thrilly?
Gee, it's

lit 
Yea
Ain't nothing changed I'm still pouring the pagne' with the gang, so you know who I'm wit 
Let the pretty ones sit, let the bad ones sip

I

haters just like they were pests
I'm just making my millions it's for the best
No this ain't fiction like trailey
I'm reciting these lyrics, spit flows

rah-rah but don't do shit about it
Like, you got your pipe took, go and get your get back
Niggas out here talkin' crazy, ain't even really with that
Don't

my lady
I ain't really into hoes man I'm tryna get this paper
Passin' it to skinny yeah we call this shit a Tag-Team
After givin' neck she blocked my

encompassed by the darkness in reality of stories
It's so gory, but I'm still spelling
Spit in a ill dwelling, fill it, got a hell of a yell
I write raps that

(zee made this one)

(inhale)
(cough)
It was like boom bro watch your head I think the cars flippin'
50 miles per hour chillin we ain't ever trippin'

It ain't through no wedding band

And well I could tell by the look in her eyes,
She was beginning to understand
So I said hey pretty cowboy lady,
Let

Eaten by the Monster of Love [Bonus Track]

Gemma Ray

Island Fire

2012

it drooling by the door
Eaten by the monster of love

It ain't a pretty sight to see the way it leaves 'em
It chews them up and spits out creatures

you miss me tho
Accept me cuz I’m difficult
Remember it's just physical, remember it's just physical oh
Don’t get it twisted baby, listen baby
You ain't

to stick it in like a surgical knife
That's pretty fly
Though guy
Turned a drive by to a fly by
You know I'm fine with that
Laws of the street don't apply

Boogie Billy

Bud Isaacs

Martians, Demons & Fools Like Me: The MCI Records Story, 1954-61

2015

My mammy and my pappy
They brought me up right
And when I ain't singing
I go boogie all night
All my guitar picking
Sounds just alike
Cause all

It's Yo Boy Chri$

Uh, uh, look
Bad bitches outside (they out), all of 'em ready to ride
No money, no pride (unh unh)
I ain't got nothing to hide (mh

and cliques yeah
Ain't no telling how we do it ouchea
Don't judge a book by its cover
But why have a cover if it can't be judged
I guess things j be different

ain’t gotta repeat it
I’m grown bitch I’m not wit the cheating
Lay my bitch on the couch and I eat it
Billie Jean in the pussy I beat it

Shut the fuck up

your pretty pink toes on the dash
Lean your seat back
Man I swear there ain't nothing looks better than that
Sweet tan, little thing with nothing to do
I

a Frenchie
So bad, make em, wanna spend a whole bag
She said, baby can I suck it I said go head
Don't expect these privileges if you got no bread
Pretty

though I say I'm working
He says I make him happy but I feel like I ain't deserving
So I contemplate leaving
I'm tryna make him see it
There's better ones

Everything about you pretty
Get your name on my fitted
Baby you too fine you can get it
Baby lemme dive up in it
The skies the limit
Give you all my

it now, this ain't the time to be a classifier
He gotta rush up to work else he gonna get fired
Rushin' through the corridor asking if the boss is in

No waay
I'm never coming home if I don't find a way-y
Just go away
Cause I'm aiming at the net and I ain't heard you yet oo ouu
No need to tip it

wanna fake it, I don't wanna cry Cause you're pretty little face, ain't working This time
I said I don't wanna fake it, I don't wanna cry
Cause your