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Pounds of the loud on the real nigga strap
Traveling on the train I ain't
Fucking with the meal
Baxkup girl scout cookies by the bell
My nigga can you open

Tired of girls who wan't money and envy
Wired to fuck, won't you hold me and tell me
That all the emotions and shit inside these songs
Won't be lost

My flower girl, ain't no telling where I'm gon see ya
Like Sia, hiding your face, I see the grace your features
I'm not one for the chase but you got

Spanish Moon

Little Feat

Live from Neon Park

1996

a sorrowful tune
Comin' from the place they called the Spanish Moon

Well I stepped inside, and I stood by the door
While dark-eyed girls sang and played

Leviathan

G-Eazy

The Beautiful & Damned

2017

Wanna dance with me, you best know your place
Look around, think you've lost your way
I play no games, I've got many names
Wanna swim in fire,

and he needs a home as well
Them man just lost a phone as well, that's another rack to Broski's girl
You know the crew's fire, amount of sticks I lost I

it
If only you was real girl
Gas me up at the Shell and then
Ride with me in the real world

Cocaine skin, Mercury lips
Colorado eyes and fairy tale

words to give you
I've got no more poems to write
I'm so tired of our love
So I'm laying it to rest tonight
Pretty bitch on a cocaine bender
Glass eyes no

poems to write
I'm so tired of our love, so I'm laying it to rest tonight
Pretty bitch on a cocaine bender
Glass eyes, no thoughts left in her
She's lost

of the cap
When does the truth start
When do the lies end
If you can't trust me then
by friend
I'm sure we'll meet again
Maybe at the end
Oh it depend
I've

I just need myself I don't need no help
Cocaine white you should see how it sells
Prada and Gucci down to her feet
She a real bad girl that belongs

goin' in and
Bail bondsman and the lawyer retarded gon'
Getchu lost a hundred racks
Jacked by the plug they goin' in it

This one goes out to my niggas in

the moonlight it’s cocaine white
Sara’s getting naughty and Johnny’s getting high
The drink is in my body I got you by my side
My mamas gonna call me I know it’s

in the blank space
They like Jaydub ya' bad mon
Where did you come from
Had to be the white girls on drip like reggae
All of my shooters they young

rails look different now   
Said that girl you wrote
She stopped comin' oh
About 5 months ago

​Take these tickets to the cocaine train
I don't want them,

don't care about tomorrow
If you with me, pop bottles
Chilling with these, top models
Now we living by, the motto
Raise a finger, we don't care about

The cocaine made her sober and the k would take her soul
no telling what's cu happen if she chose her fate and molded it
But the k brought back emotions showed

Blonde Hair 
Blues Eyes
You're a pretty girl
Get a pass at life
Go shake that ass girl
Shake that ass and
Sell some lies
Daddy ain't proud but 
He

Girls

Dizzee Rascal

Showtime

2004

Girls 
by Dizzee Rascal 
Album : Showtime 

Marga Man: Yo, i dunno...marga man here. with the raskit; dizzee rascal. 
Yo, walkin through

You know we jump the line 
Fresh up off the grind 
And we finna jump the line 

We pull up to the club 
Fresh up off the grind 
Me and my lil buddies

lift the weight that been resting on my mind
How you 'posed to live with a pistol on your side
Hours pass by, I only count the days
Ima risk it all yo

It's so easy to get lost in this, hold onto me
Cigarettes and ketamine, girl you know the dead don't sleep
I been feeling like you just might be

bazookas and hoses when I wrote this
Wide lotus, my Zodiac sign, designed by the guards
Written by the masters, follow my path to Damascus
Full claim out

the face
If you wanna die move to LA
It's the city of dreams and cheap cocaine
Lost in LA
Hopeless dreaming
I'm so scared
Why are you leaving
Yeah
She packed