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Blow

Dré

Port of Miami

2006

man
Get a lap dance, and if you get my dick hard
This your last chance, to hop up in that big car
With the Fat Man, certified Hood Star
But he

I just did a line of the coca
She just hit me up to tell me it's over
I don't give a fuck thought told ya
I'm a fucking star, bitch, supernova

Night

the tone
Tunnel vision
I'm in my zone
Leave me alone
Come join the wave
Or
Get out the way
You a little pickle
And I'm a big deal
Like little pickle
I'M

the mirror like I'm a star

I'm A star I might by the bar I might toss a car
YFNBC you can be free come as you are
Chain got them VV's you can see me from very

riches(whoa)
Only 5 star dates and bitches (whoa)
I'm a starrow boy she dripping
This guap we count be endless (whoa)
Just taking it day by day (yeah)
I'm doing

Each star is falling into line
When I am by your side
Angelic glow still overflows
From your mere presence
You light my midnight sky
You're the most

(Pushin' my lonely done got me dis far)
(Pushin' my lonely done made me a star)
(Let's go!)

I done did it by my lonely
I was starving, I was hungry

Lightskin Lil Wayne

Tyga

Legendary

2019

shoot it pocket corner eight (yeah)
Money in the Chase, big weight by the waist (woah)
If she got a fat ass, put the icing on the cake (ice)
I'm

Big City

Wall of Voodoo

Seven Days in Sammystown

1985

Think twice about big tall cities
That's right
Think twice about big tall cities
Think twice 
Right

He closes his eyes to the world 
When he

talk
Got sticks, got racks, no pool balls
Don't think I won't shoot 'cause I'm a superstar
I could shoot for the stars, hit a shooting star
I could

Chasing Dreams
Written & Performed by Derrell


To kick things off
I just gotta give a quick shoutout to my FLIGHT Fam
And everybody that's down

Big Time

Linda Eder

It's Time

1997

to the big time
You need big time looks
A shady accountant
Who can cook the books
A couple of well-placed friends
Some dynamite eight by tens
Before you

Hiawatha

Laurie Anderson

Strange Angels

1989

By the shores of Gitche Gumee 
By the shining Big Sea Water 
Downward through the evening twilight 
In the days that are forgotten 
From the land

Shit I been doin' my thing
Swervin' from lane to lane oBN

To be honest, I be thuggin' by my lonely
Niggas be hatin' so I keep
This thirty stick

I'd be a different man by sundown

Big dreams of a bust down, bottles on ice in a blunt loud
So high I don't ever come down, on a money mission, only

Take me home
Time to beat the sunrise and
Drink from the big dipper all night

I still feel those things
That you always bring
When I see you by my side

Well they don't start callin it country till your south of Kankakee.
That big city music means nothing to me
I like songs about stars and bars

Birthright

Anderson Bruford Wakeman Howe

Anderson Bruford Wakeman Howe

1989

place, this place ain't big enough for stars and stripes
Counting out the statesmen
Bungling one by one
Spelling out this segregation
So the catchword

Leaving two big holes in the sky
As I lay and close my eyes
Halley's comet passes by
Oh no!
Inside the dark you'll see me shine
Beautiful star of Bethlehem

find a nigga beach 

Stunna 
Blowing 
Money fast 
Feel like 
Big meech 

Niggas 
Think they 
Doing shit like I do 
Thas a big reach 

La bitta liquor

Lets fall apart, right beneath the stars
Hey this is fate, we were a big mistake
So just for tonight, lets say our goodbyes
My aching heart, tears

the cabin first
Then I see you know who by the side of the road
Standin' there starin' at the stars and yellin'
"Beam me up Scotty, I'm ready to ride

do not feel shit
Sick shit yeah this is some sick shit
I shoot for the stars but aim for the moon
You know that I keep the moon light
Big sticks
Fuck

I be your lucky star 'cause momma said that I'll be next
I just put my jeans on, now baby trying to give me neck
All I ever wanted was some big things