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felt so good ex's are mad at me
I'm glad I got you by my side we on now
Waited for so long new love is born now
I'll treat you good I think you know why

see it in your eyes 
I can tell by what you're drinking 
Open plains diamond roses and golden rain 
Float away this the life we crave 
Eating steak

rise
Careful for daggers in disguise
Et tu brute
Why would I listen to what you say
Frank Sinatra baby keep doing it my way
Cause the worlds a stage
I'm

we continue to reign
as the King and the Queen of hip-hop, me and B.I.
Frank White still listen to all the (a)'ttention
I'm by his side, with

Network

The Pharcyde

Plain Rap

2000

together, put some love back in it
Network, we network!

[Black Thought]
You tossed aside, talk/hustle is the way we survive
Cover your ears, your

Heavy D, Left Eye
Kriss Kross, Kid n Play dancing all night
I was raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by the rap gods
I was raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by

back the coke or the cream
Or else, yo life is on the shelf, we mean this Frank
Them cats we fuckin wit put bombs in yo moms gas tank
Let's get this

bitch I'm a mobster
I'm Frank Sinatra meets Silkk the Shocker

I make 'em say uh, Whodi what's up?
Na-na na-na, I'm still not done not giving fucks
D.F.Y.

of the hill, and on God I been feeling like Bobby or Frank (Who)
Sinatra, my posture been awkward
Look, she gone go for the gang you can't stop her
Ain't had

Rap Phenomenon

The Notorious B.I.G.

Born Again

1999

brother
I.C.U., my sheisty crew, like ice me too
I break your legs, leave your eyes slightly blue
The Doc is born with a grenade palm
I'm concurrent in

Rap Phenomenon

Redman

Born Again

1999

brother
I.C.U., my sheisty crew, like ice me too
I break your legs, leave your eyes slightly blue
The Doc is born with a grenade palm
I'm concurrent in

to fight like I been a boxer
I left my keys in the car and for a minute I quit being god
I'm Frank Sinatra sitting inside Synagogue with Siddartha
George

wasn't chasing skirts
Now I'm the kinky Mr Clean
Lyrics PG-13
Now I sing like Frank Sinatra off of methamphetamines
I'm going crazy in the club
Hard

c Blanket

Regine Married THE DON, It's “cll cbout The Franklins”

Shorty Got Them Coffee Lips
 I Kiss That cpple Heart

Peggy Lee With Frank Sinatra

be my mantra
Possessions don't own you man
I learned that shit from my rasta
You got the whole world on a string
Learned that from Frank Sinatra
Long

Crack, cooking where my sister be frying soul food
Plus my other sister just went back to her old dude
He whopping her ass, I kill him, I kill him, I

Shoulda knew what love is before we learn what a thug is
Know we left our seeds to be raised by they mothers
I seen the hood raise brothers
Kill too many

chest
That I need to say
Always prideful never spiteful
Dull- but it's okay
I'm so Levi, so Leon, so Frank Sinatra
Be my Ada, my Ava, sing your sonata

another day
To be frank
Like Sinatra yeah ill do it my way
If I see you once again
There ain't a thing I wanna say
I'll just be right on my way

Just move

Frank Sinatra or Usher I did it my way
And I arrived from the backstreet not the highway
You gotta master the biz to really get rich
I'll pass my masters

Wait

Group 1 Crew

Outta Space Love

2010

know ya
(until I know ya)

Yea huh
Let me hear the song that sync
I wonder what song she'll sing
Would it be your Frank Sinatra hit or maybe a tune by

speeding to my destiny, I never pay the fines
I'm up there with the stars, Sagittarius is my sign
December is the month, Sinatra's birthday's after mine

And you'll have the last laugh
When you come bouncing back to us
In all your glory
Oops!
Let's get that bit of dribble off there for me
Ooh look lively, Frank

world wonder how
My chain shine nice
But I am not defined by the money
Not defined by the ice what defines me
Let me tell you what defines me
Is the heart