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keep going

Oh yeah
I'm going there 
I'd rather take you
But forced to take care
You would be my Ginger Rodger's 
I'd be your Fred Astaire 
The race's

Feel like Aaron Rodgers how im cashing out on free plays
My team on the same page, aint no way you beat that
Nigga wanna step up we pull up deep like

know they waiting on my fall, I keep elevating
Since you ain't answering my calls, I keep meditating
You know a nigga getting nervous while you

the field, we ready for kick off
You know my brims never throw up the pitchfork
Say ‘cause I fuck with some mean that I been soft (Suck my dick)
Box you up

cautious
Been through the pain you know that im bout it
I'm getting money im feeling exotic
I got a bad bitch all over my body
Dont try to play me its gone

on the prize in pole position 
I'm feeling cold cause shit getting different 
Know what I know but don't know how to fix it 
Know what I know but don't know how

switch sides
You used to be my mans
Five for five let's get high
Do whatever on the strip
Definition of survive
One phone call four door drive by
Jungle

often
I did this all myself
With no help or copilot
And the code I go by it
If you want it go buy it
To a stylist you a mannequin
You out here moving

doing pull ups, 3 sets im just getting back, get your muscle up, you too light in da ass, put the guns down have au boxing match 
•12 Rounds A. Rodger

a lonely escalator
It's a fool who doesn't know he has to leap off at the end
Well they were never at the guesthouse
With the ghost of Jimmy Rodgers
Watching

party like it's 1992

MJ with the Moon Walk
MC Hammer Time
Kid n' Play Running Man
Cha Cha Macarena
Sprinkle me lil Rodger Rabbit
When you move you

We Got Panache

Princess Superstar

Princess Superstar Is

2002

You know we got panache
Style, sass, gettin' mad cash keepin' it under wraps
Pizazz and class we sit in the back
Spendin' mad cash money money

They getting nervous, throw a Hail Mary like Aaron Rodgers
What can I say? I’m like a math class I’m full of problems
I know the opps be lurkin round

Been a dog since the beginning
Nigga I'm getting it
I just keep wining and winning
You niggas be acting to timid
And you pretending
Can't kick it

Da Bomb

South Central Cartel

All Day Everyday

1997

with the S.C.C.
(Ain't nothin goin on but the bomb rap song)
I know we can break it down
(Ain't nothin goin on but the bomb)
It's the bomb, so won't you

honers
And my pockets they green and packing like rodgers
Keep a 12 inside my bombers
Stay inside that field like a farmer
Know niggas shooting movies like

highway
Don't let them take him away

My friend Jim
Do you know him?
The chances are slim
He's outside looking in
My friend Jim

I went to see my friend Jim

Hope 12 dont get behind you know I'm doing the dash
She probably think I'm green like the hulk but she still gone let me smash
All these hoes truancy

the unemployed who simply wanted a change of weather
And during the period of Jimmie's greatest popularity
You could set your watch by the highbawl of any train

Jobs just cuz you got a laptop[01:35.66]All they know is sticks and smoke like camp out[01:38.84]When you boys go get some dough I'll take the mask

hitting those brassy notes
If Fred Astaire was living he'd be tapping his tappy toes
With Ginger Rodgers heaven knows

It's all about good time music
Takes

Paper Route

B.o.B

Underground Luxury

2013

You don't know who you fucking with
Ain't no democrat, and by far I'm no republican
This the type of talk that'll probably piss off my publicist

fooling anyone y'know.  Look, isn't there
something you can do?
DEAD PERSON:  I feel happy... I feel happy.
[whop]
CUSTOMER:  Ah, thanks very much.

right this time
But don't I have three strikes
And if it ain't too much
I'd have you by my side
I said I'm good on my own
But you know I lied