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Yeah I promise that we'll be back
Chillin with the honey you can find me where the bees at
Chillin with the money you can find me where the Bs at
Yeah

By My Side

Eminem

Eminem Presents: The Re-Up

2006

to you (By my side)
You know I'm talkin' 'bout, and I got my shit right here with me (By my side)
(There isn't everywhere you go that it's—) (By my side)

and it lead
To duffle bagging with a dealer for a key in by the weekend And the roof is in the trunk with all the caution and the patience
Lil room

You mad that you can't develop shit
So you come at me to stay relevant
But you not even on the fuckin' level that I'm in
So don't even try to excel with

sometimes with my drank)
Yeah 
I got this drank in my right hand 
(Right hand)
I got this blizzy on the left side
(Left side)
I'm gettin' older look how time

with the shrimp like you know

Oh damn almost got ate
Got ate by a snake and I almost got ate
I'm a shrimp it's the end of the album of the album

private planes 'bout to fly with the good old
I fuck with boujie bitches, fuck a hood ho
Hit that bitch from the back and told her ditto
Seen the jakes

sold 8ths, but got robbed anytime a local gangster caught me
Got jumped by those kids at Flagstaff, thank God when they were done I stood back up when

to the top, Ima kick down the ladder
BLM real, so it matter
But, a nigga play with me, he splattered 
Got that dirty drink up in my bladder
I'm done with her,

gotta shine
My diamonds they one of a kind
Cartier shades, niggas thinking im blind
Need me some peace of mind
Talking with God say he showing me signs
I

I've sold?
Heard your man on the road doing promo
You might see me at parties with room full of rappers
But I really don't wanna to go though
I was

days with no wins
My clientele excel is like the devil's spell
Drove me to the streets young
So now I know it well

It's laundry mat track, keep the loot

Blow It Out

Ludacris

Twanked Out Down South

2004

to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with Jews but don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few albums from filling your disc changer
If

erupt like the Boston Mara, um never mind
So by the time you hear this, I probably wrapped an album
Y'all better fuck with this shit, I'm bout'a take you

Ain’t takin a chance wit da jakes
Stacking the assets I’m raisin the stakes
Bad bitch and I know that she want me
Lil look, oh the way that she taunt me

directly next to me
I'm rocking khakis
Like Jake from State Farm
At the North Italia
For drinks and chicken parm
Uh-huh
10:30 closing time at the club
Uh-huh

Now they calling me fake, I been stuck in my ways, I been tryna get paid, I been dousing
The jakes, Now they calling me fake, orchestrating these

with my rick owen kicks
Slaying shit with my dog like Finn and Jake
I spend every day finding ways to get paid
Got so much money can't fit in the bank

on Rick Owens mixed with Ksubi (yessir)
Call me Shordie, A.K.A, Mr. Stashter, Mr. Frat Boy
Get it goin', I am a rapper

(Woo, offset)
Lamborghini,

the gate
Why am I leaning
I'm pouring the grape
I go out to Paris and get me a crepe
He saving these hoes
Better get him a cape
I shoot him with MP5
I make

you get rained on
Migos gon' send the work, take off (blat, blat, blat)
Break it down with the Fentanyl
They call me 22 The General (Blixky,

It's Like That

Inspectah Deck

The Movement

2003

up
Better luck, we takin' off with jet thrust
Under pressure, they can't take the head rush
Talk to me, go and take the walk through me
Or yours

goes
If I don't get this album sold
I'll reload, come back out with flows
Now you know how I'll go and get rich
Tick, tick, tick
I'll explode

Test me

One Life to Live

Shyheim

Manchild

1999

I move for 'self, only me and my steel
Cause shit is real and leary niggas will rat you out
Get under pressure by the jakes when they smack 'em out