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In the Pines

Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

20th Century Masters - The Millennium Collection: Best of Bluegrass

2002

The longest train I ever saw
Went down that Georgia line
The engine passed at six o'clock
And the cab passed by at nine

In the pines, in the pines

Trouble With Classicists

John Cale

Seducing Down the Door: A Collection 1970-1990

1994

aliens trying to make a buck
They're driving gypsy cabs but they're thinking like a truck
The trouble with personalities is
The trouble with

Rainy Night in Georgia

Tennessee Ernie Ford

Masters 1949-1976

1994

A rainy night in Georgia
A rainy night in Georgia
I believe it's rainin' all over the world

Neon signs a flashin'
Taxi cabs and busses passin' through

on the dresser
Call you up a cab
Don't call me, I'ma text you
I wanna see who's the trillest
Act like you a sheriff show me how you drill shit
Let me put it

bottle and yellow cab
That you are likely to catch but your latest ex made you mad
So I figured the perfect catch would be you if I made the pass
Pool full

for us to listen to
I'm trying to worry about my scratch minus the crabs
I ain't stopping for you niggas like yellow cabs
I got scripts so why we

Till I Die

Chris Brown

Till I Die

I'm so fuckin' in style, wow
New crib, crash that, drove here, cab back
Now knock that pussy out, yeah that's just a little cat nap
Hold up, hold up,

what I want, put that on my tab
Fuck is you saying, fuck is you doing, why is you playing
You don't do what? Wait on this porch, call you a cab
My niggas

and falling down
So I had to carry her to the
Room where she instantly passed out
And started snorring loud so I went back down
And took a cab to the waffle

With me you can ride"
And so I climbed into the cab
And then I settled down inside
He asked me if I'd seen a road
With so much dust and sand
And I said,

jumping
Out of cabs in Krush Groove
I was scheming and plotting mostly
Dreaming alive, but look what it got me
Four cars and four hundred
Thousand shots

your ass I send a limo
Not a cab nigga it's Carter Luther King she
Free at last nigga i’m who she with when you
Can't reach her ass nigga
I tell her it's

sidewalk symphony
Uber cars, yellow cabs, thick as smoke
Painted girls and would leave you broke
Sax man blowing shooting through my veins
There's a rhythm

going hard
Could have sworn you niggas had it
Buying champagne, what the tab is
We order more drinks, bring the cabs in
Rip up jeans, call it fashion

off the top of the dome
Big Boy city, you know my home
I'mma represent every time I come to the lab
If you wanna see me, homeboy, get the cab
Cause you

fly me, don’t no crib
Count cab fair to get slow with
Kick this shit with even broke lips
Like hold up, hold up, hold up
I mean brother smoking my

crib
Count cab fair to get slow with
Kick this shit with even broke lips
Like hold up, hold up, hold up
I mean brother smoking my reefer
In the hood,

money no

Super dabbage, proof you average
Rollin' up in it like "poof", Aladdin
Puttin' bitches on that uber cab shit
My roof collapsin'
Wake up in

Fuck a bitch, buy a cab 17 bought a jag

Okay my trap jumping, phone ringing
Bitches wanna fuck me cause my bands beating
Okay my trap jumping, feeling

ya
(Hood$tars presents:)
Shake what your mama gave ya (Nicki Mirag)

Hopped out the yellow cab, oops
The yellow Jag
Popped the Louis collar, mustard

Sounds so soulful, don’t you agree?

Uh, I invented swag poppin' bottles
Puttin' supermodels in the cab proof
I guess I got my swagger back, truth

take your 15
Year-old girlfriend home

She said our show was rather dull
She liked Jethro Tull more than she liked us
She said a cab cost twenty bucks
I

and I'll be there
No back up cabs I'm in the rear
I gave her that work like Javier
Put in work on your bitch and I"m out of here
I got niggas still they

every
Second I gotta throw up
Ouch, spit shit like dookie mouth
Pull out the drop
Six whenever your bitch out
We put her on the ave
Like cabs and bus