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Kinja Rules

Jimmy Buffett

Don't Stop the Carnival

here we can not bend / Paperman How about the water? My cistern's flat. / Pullman Why sure, I come to take care of dat / Chorus BUT  You gotta play by

Ya life could get real , slim movin all shady 


He tried to do me like suge n Eazy dat room  , den I grabbed em by his neck like wat u high off dem

Sacramento

The Cuf

I Love This Game [Single]

1999

by somebody
In Sac Town if your creative that's a crime 
And they got it locked down so you can mentally do the time
And you could say who why don't

an this shit got me lazy
Haters gon hate but dat shit it' don't phase me

She wanna go for a ride tonight
She wanna be by my side tonight
She calling me

that y'all broke them n*ggas share bandz
Running through b*tches catch me if you can
I'm my own you held out yo hand
Ts ain't no game don't come round

tryna sneak a pack through customs


My Ex say why you do me like dat
Tell da bitch sometime it Be like dat
Tip toe through the hood
imma breeze by dat

I don't know what to do cause I think I'm starting to fall for you but I wanna stand tall cause I don't wanna fall can you gimmie me a call we can go

1200 I can sale u a pound

Beef wit local rappers bouta be underground
They ain't graduate but they cap n no gown
Racial profiling dats what happen when

Sit peep hypervent and drooly
Shit be emeralds and rubies
And sapphires in my dookie
Exprin dat goofy
As i wire in dat two piece
Dire end dat doobie
Why

gimmie be like hypertension 
Mi nuh going anywhere, yuh mi final destination
Yuh raise a man temperature like a bonfire
cn Yuh fill me wid overwhelming

species 
We ain't talking money ain't no sense of even speaking 

She in her feelings it's obvious why 
txtn n txtn I hardly reply 
Cuz I get too busy I run

I'm callin Memphis Fondo tell me where to send da bows
Da last pack didn't make it Kuz it had a nose
Durkio gave it me but he sealed it wrong
I be

J-Jungle Beats... holla at me
Grand Hustle Nigga... money

You know me, I'm so fly
Be lookin like money every time I ride by
Got them Benjis in my

Yuh, yuh
Mm, yeah yeah
Yuh, yuh
Southside
East Coast in this shit
Who dat bitch? (Who dat bitch)
Hella fine (Who dat bitch)
Who dat bitch? (Silly

wit dis one (NOPE)

I be drifting off,(DRIFTING) thanking out da box(IM GONE) 
Getting topped off, (SUCK ME) in a coffee shop (DAMN)
Hit by Starbucks,

Who dat be
Who dat be
They wanna know they wanna know
Who dat be it's your girl Ms. Toi
They wanna know who dat be
Bala on the beat boy
They wanna

night
(I’ll be riding all night)
Slicker than ever
Swerve thru the rain
Down on my dick they ain’t gimmie a thang
I ride by my lonely
You know dey ain’t

up
Man i missed dat fuckin' re-up when i lost my nina
Word to myself don't think they see us we must be Cena
Trust da process but i need'er to gone

with me because I aint tryna be no one im not 
This is why im hot
Hoes prayin that I flop
Ima keep it simple you just dont got what I got
My price be

She said Cee, damn, why yo eyes red
You been crying, is somebody dead
Don't tell me your folks been hit by the feds
Or found your girl and some dude

fi less dan dat
Kill fi less dan dat
Suspended license back to driving now
Strapped wid di cannon I'm wilin' out
Drive by yuh funeral yuh family crying

Boy that shits a gimmie that's a free throw no cap 
Your dad probably wish he had another jimmy hat 
I'm a team player I don't do it for the stats I be

make you lean, like you caught sumn
That der be a finger snap
I can double clap, only if you move to dat
Get lost in the rhythmic, Neva twitch, be

Thirsty

E-40

The Block Brochure: Welcome to the Soil, Pt. 4

2013

by Lil' Lee
Real nigga my pedigree 
But I'm fatty, I'm heavy 
These bitches willing and ready
She wanna gimmie the pennies!
It's my way