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today, or maybe tomorrow
Maybe tomorrow too late, I'll be wading in sorrow
Playing Diana Ross, see me sipping the Carlo
Outta the bottle on I-5, hitting

Diana Ross
Shit so Supreme, and now they sick the way I'm gettin' off
Lookin' confused, but humbly speakin' I been a boss
I can make some call and pull

Women looking hella gorgeous Bella's and Diana Rosses
Twisting Russian creams shipping shit was all dream
Vivid if you lived it you would get but you

and change the whole world now
and you know like i know
been down through the fire chaka khan flow
inside out my diana ross fa sho
just kicking it we escape

and became an educator
Still rhyming all the time, improvising on a dime
Pushed to new heights as Ross pushed along the crossfader

Born. To. Live
Life. And.

Diana

Prefab Sprout

Protest Songs

1989

All the boys I know love Diana, 
Some calming apparition you bet she is
The world careering nightmare 
Somewhere it is her arms reach out

Just a Memory

The Notorious B.I.G.

Duets: The Final Chapter

2005

don't fold y'all)
I spit phrases that'll thrill you, (thrill you)
You're nobody till somebody kills you (I don't wanna die)

[Chorus]
Do you know

Blessing in Disguise

Scarface

Mastermind [Deluxe Version]

2014

bag it up, sell it
Aroma so loud, so loud that you can smell it
Death to them niggas getting caught go and tell it

Every time I turn around, y'all got

an advance got paid out in cash
I own the masters to a few of my classics, bank cards not plastic
The plug series mine, that's why you could only pray y'all

We've done solos, but we never forget
The best of all is singing duets 2
Then one day we heard a sweet tune
By a Summerville gal and wow could she croon

the time in now it's mine mine


Verse 1: I put shorty in supreme like Diana Ross. 
I ain't pack a parachute cause I don't plan to fall. 
That's word

can't stop
Keep on climbing all the way to The top
No i don't love you
Baby girl you a thot
Just get on ya knees 
And give me that top
Not sentimental
Get

So what I'm whipping in the latest foreign.
These people high, now they think they soaring
Aint a mountain high like Diana Ross.
You paid the cost, so

true)
What we got, a hologram of Nirvana? (No)
Followed by Madonna and Barack Obama? (No)
A duet with Drake and the Dalai Lama? (No)
You all get

fold y'all)
I spit phrases that'll thrill you, (thrill you)
You're nobody till somebody kills you (I don't wanna die)

[Biggie (chorus)]
Do you know

by me like shotgun
She smooth like the cotton
Nigga I will not run
One false move shawty that shit ain’t forgotten
Soweezy
You say I got problems it

and take 'em by the hand

Sha-la-la, hey, hey, hey
I'm in a mood, so all you summer lovers, make you sway
Sha-la-la, hey, baby
I'm in a mood, so all you

Y'all
Only niggas tryna spend in my call log
Neighborhood on my back
Now watch me haul y'all
Hoodrich I'm to the cross
9 Milli singing Diana Ross
Sold

"Burning Times" a folk cover about the women burned at the stake for centuries past, in G minor

Music written by: Morgan Cooper
Produced: David

on that bar
Cause midtown's way too far
Just to sit and watch
The duets out the door
And all there's left to do
Is check my phone to check on you
But we'll

while I’m trappin’ and I’m on the low 

Yeah
All my high and the lows
Feeling supreme, Diana Ross
I’m talking 2, 3, die and I roll
I’m buying the rolls

Need a rep like Alma Mater a la cart
Excuses pile on so I don't talk
Solo ain't a mountain high, no Diana Ross
Just don't let me get in front of all

[Rick Ross] 
You niggas ass backwards out here nigga
You’re wedding shouldn’t cost more than your funeral nigga

Brick in my jeans
Two bricks for

[Rick Ross] 
You niggas ass backwards out here nigga
You’re wedding shouldn’t cost more than your funeral nigga

Brick in my jeans
Two bricks for