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Room, in the ass I hear, while

I was locked outside with Paula by a mischievous Patty, and my Then girlfriend Prissy was at
Work as a waitress at IHOP

my room
It's like flowers and mint gum
She smell like perfume
She's my dirty laundry when we hide beneath the covers
And I don't just think I like her

a long-lost friend
You can feel the cold in the fires of Hell
Crunching through the silence on broken glass
Stay hidden in the shadow ‘till the danger is past

gettin to the load
Big shit poppin
You know I ain't
Never been a hoe 8 by 6
Been my room when
They sent me to the hole
All these grown man
Tryna be gangsta

the dinger, mush
Drive-by, windows down, Big Time Rush
Repping second city, my whole team run it
Cop a tonne of Zkittlez and my whole team bun it
Sell a G for

Never

Fredo

Tables Turn

2018

you wreck yourself
Going on my Instagram, you wanna stress yourself?
Them man there don't wanna see no young niggas popping
Nights in the cell, they

Falling, prowling howling up to the moon

Me calling them goons to run down on yo room

Got stuck in the doom, no calling for help

Hell is where yo body

Get Fucked Up With Me

Xzibit

The Wash

2001

Shit (*inhales*) make some room (*exhales*)

Somebody laced this shit with shrooms, 'cause I'm flying


[Chorus]


(*Inhales*) What's the big deal

pretty women 
Put me in a room wid em all, the way I’m feelin
Leave me with a ped and a packet I’ll make a killin
The Preacher said that God is forgiving

you stripping
Room for your friends, the crib big, I ain't tripping
Big body swanging, Its room in here when I'm tipping

Love em different colors

Verse 1:
Well let me tell you about a young lady/
That I met back in January
She have a husband his name is jerry/
And the man big tall and he scary/

Back, back, back, back it up!
It's Jay R, straight acting up
With Pitbull, Julio G
From one glass you know wassup
I see her looking from a mile away

Blase Blah (Off Tha Head)

Kwest tha Madd Ladd

This Is My First Album

1996

beaten by the best
Yo, damn skip I be riding my own dick
Those with that fly shit up in they head, get domes swollen quick
Competition best pray for

who in charge, they make-believe
I come from robbin' shit to Nawfside
I was robbin' jeans
I tell that ho get off my back
'cause only room there for my

slay you
Me and rap go together like
Kate Moss and glass tables

"Talk about Rhymefest"

Talk about Rhymefest? That's kinda easy
For starters, he rhymes

Other People's Houses

Paul Kelly

Hidden Things

1991

the street and some of them were hidden from view by big hedges. 
Looking down the street was like looking through the wrong end of a telescope. 
His mother

Drama

Ice-T

Power

1988

face
That's the time, you know the place
Cuffed in the room with the two-way glass
Detects in effect, cold doggin' my ass
"What's your date of birth?",

man who sold the stuff
stole the show sneak shit Sargent slaughter cobra clutch
snuff the rooster, big up a booster, no bloopers 
coochie you not

all that shit back in the day
It's total, total lack of self-respect on his part man

[Verse 1]
Surrounded by all these little piggies
Round a pool

a century long sixteen years
Since we lifted Sam up by the big ears 
As the foreman wrapped upon the door
I swore I wouldn't drink for sixteen more

His face

on by this big tall guy
I saw her tell him in no uncertain terms
Get outta my face or you gonna get burned
He walked off like a hang-dog, tail between his

watch the master catch wreck

Let's do this x4

It’s never enough
I rip mics with a delicate touch and when that elephant-
Bust into the room and consume

it down
Drop that thang down to the ground
Make it clap; gon' make a sound
If it don't, stop playin' 'round 

Make room for the queen B
Cuz everybody

what
Hell yeh I party, So What Fuck everybody, So What
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Bitch I tell them So What

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