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Byrd Gang Money

Jim Jones

Harlem's American Gangster

2008

Just clean my fancy car
Picked up my fancy clothes
And we only in the hot spot,
No, we got the bomb,
We got the bomb
This is Byrd gang money,
This is

The disgusting pig this person is
Calling a dead child a monkey
But telling people somebody talked
About your child that never talked about
Your

Yeah stepping outside outfit
Beat that thing up stop it
Yes I wanna hit the club and pull a couple watch this
Looking like a leader
Peacemaker no

hoe who go by
Say that nigga right there be so fly
Aye doubling up is all I'm about
Man one or two million kept all in the house
I'm calling them

Sunshine

Birdman

Rich Gang [Best Buy Exclusive]

2013

wrong
When every day is sunshine
Everyday is sunshine
Everyday is sunshine

I was born by the river with the sunblock
Say I'm cooking up the heat so

And make you scream
How many does it take 
before your calling my name and squeezing on me
Girl your body's so right
And when you walk by
You Got the club

Took E’s to the Twenty Grande
He got a pistol on him and twenty grand
A couple things I ain't glorifying is the
Kids dying and the mommas dying

of your mouth like a Zyn
I'm in the club, you ain't in
Okay, yeah
Even if I don't know how I'ma win
Counting this cash, by my bed
Okay, yeah
Counting this

as much as I can to sell, yeah
Only drug that I take, melatonin
I'm a dreamer who don't sleep, my mind is always roaming
Record labels calling, steady

Real

Kendrick Lamar

Good Kid, M.A.A.D. City

2012

the club?
Should I hate her for watching me for that reason?
Should I hate him for telling me that I'm seizin'?
Should I hate them for telling me ball out?

Ekorobat eh
Vip in the club that's ekorobat eh

Arrh
Brown new car omor Ekorobat
Chess in my Pocket men ekorobat
And when i step into this game omor

Uh-oh can we leave in now
Music way too loud
Lack of nose sweet
Where's the party in me
And this club is shit
And I'm still sober
Her perfume calling

Ballin is the American dream
But I take life how it go
I'm bout to hit the club tonight

You only live once
Why not make big stacks
My swag off

the club, Get the pole in
Tracking the package, the load in
Living my life, Like it's Golden
Bricks of the white, Got us Snowed In
I get mega dust
Pull that

catching niggas by the toe
How you choosing your mans, even though I was yours
Throw your body everywhere, like you going on a tour
That's nasty
Girl I know

street dreams are made of these
Still when I pass by they continue to freeze
'Cause the rest of this shit is strictly freestyle

Catch it and why Hollywood

Imagine That

LL Cool J

XXX Hip Hop, Vol. 2

2004

and mini skirts and spikes
The club is so black we can't see our own hands
I know you feel that bulge through them Fubu pants
You bold huh, want to feel

Cuttin' niggas off they was dead weight
Walked by the bitch now your bitch need a neck brace
Fucking on your bitch til the bed break
Realest niggas

Which brings me to the topic something serious and real
I look around and all I see is something wicked and I feel
Like I'm surrounded, suckers by

Which brings me to the topic something serious and real
I look around and all I see is something wicked and I feel
Like I'm surrounded, suckers by

I, I can't deny I feel it too

That nighttime is a lonely hour
Crying calling you to wake
Dreams, they're heavy on your eyelids
Don't take the blues

Hootie Hoo

OutKast

Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik

1994

out always (Hootie Hoo)

Now playing these bitches is my favorite sport
But ain't no game when they be calling your name in the court
Oh, it's Saturday

Club packed up me and my people on the weekend
They’re pouring out pools, but Mike is staying out the deep end
Yo we tend to draw lots of envious

ballin'
No calling my phone I'm in Greece
Self pressures at my neck
Aegean Sea at my feet
Took my mom around the world
My bucket list is ever changing