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the bales coming
Don't make a sound
Meet me at the store, I'm pulling up now
Nigga, you could get a dime or a pound
Houston, we got a problem, man down

and falling in love at first sight and getting blasted by some guy by sunrise
It feels like I just can't seem to give a fuck lately
Everybody says 'you remind

better than half y'all niggas albums though
Fuck you bitches

You're the Top

Dionne Warwick

Sings Cole Porter

1990

of the G.O.P. or GOP,
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!

You're the top! You're the Tower of Babel.
You're the top! You're the Whitney Stable.

The Bomb

Akinyele

Vagina Diner

1993

Move over Whitney Houston, I'm not losing 
By the way woman, yo, my name's not Susan 
It's the Akenyel, I rock well and with more clientel 
Then a guy

is I wish by Skee-Lo
If you say boom three times Imma yell way ooo
So come on ride the train if you know then you know
And if you feel a little lost

could really take you out of town with me
Go to Houston, hit the high notes, you can play Whitney
Or you can play with me, where you can stay with me
What

said I’m too bloodthirsty
I leave my pillow at night to get lurky
I fling on my OFB jersey
But tonight all I wanna do is burn it
You see this life all I

the past
Cause those people were shady
Cut them off
They are making you crazy
You're better off with me
Let's take off Houston
Won't die like Whitney
Can't

Santiago
From Houston, Texas
Boys never quit
From the South
Heaven sent
Like a fire pit nigga
Fire is all we spit
You can't touch a star or you die
No
Don't

Blow It Out

Ludacris

Twanked Out Down South

2004

you ever think of stopping me, Bblow it out ya ass!
I'm a hustler by nature but criminal by law
Any charges set against me, chunk it up and stand tall

Deal aus
Um "Danke" zu sagen für alles, was mich freut
Schenk ich diesen Track, so
Lang wie ein Album, nun euch
Ich schrieb hundert
Zweihundert,

My Houston ting look like Whitney
Something about a pop, shorty tweaking off Britney
Bring another shot, give a fuck about my kidneys
I need you with

I need somebody gonna tell me woah
I wanna stuck on your faced-off
Work on step for the enemies
This symphony
You're my Whitney Houston
You're my

do you think that we never stop never stop
Hope you realize by now that we never flop never flop
Plus it's been like three years since our last drop

proszkiem
I dziwą się bo mają wyprane emocje

Zachowuję się niemądrze
Houston mamy problem
To przez tą goudę skąd wiesz

Zachowuję się niemądrze
Houston mamy

Just to tell the truth i'mma say I
Don't get the rules that you play by 
Occupy my mind it might have took my heart 
Where do I start 
I'm always asking

niggas is with me 
Nks with me c sharp hella krispy 
2deep in this bitch all these broads getting frisky 
Fuck what you thought t.h.o.t. You thought you

Ice on my teeth, I put ice on my hoe
You're not better than me, broke boy you are too old
By the time I'm your age, I'll have met all my goals
Look

Lyrics mi wa compatible
Bi fatai ati risikat
Lyrically i dope die

Eyan ti Whitney Houston
Lyrically lucozade
Energy mi n boosting
Lyrically my name is

Whitney Houston! It's not right but it's okay,
I'm gonna make it.. che confusione tutte queste canzoni,
ricominciamo daccapo!

You don't know my lipstick

too much sugar
You can miss your one true love just by overlooking
Overlooked the music and the art, my soul overtook it
Don't care bout' the closed

Houston a London City
Yeah, eh začínam byť opať myslou inde
Ako keď som pred rokmi chodil na cirkevný gympel
Spal som na lavici a sníval o nových botách

You're the Top

Dave Brubeck

Anything Goes: The Music of Cole Porter

1967

of the G.O.P. or GOP,
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!

You're the top! You're the Tower of Babel.
You're the top! You're the Whitney Stable.