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Prince, Lionel Richie or Patti Labelle

I'm not the Cars, the Pretenders or the B-52's

My name is Young MC, and I'm the one you should choose

'Cause when

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Young MC

Any Way the Wind Blows

2006

I'm not Prince, Lionel Richie, or Patti Labelle
I'm not the Cars, the Pretenders, or the be	-52's
My name is Young MC, and I'm the one you should choose

Holt or Patti Labelle
Grab a bow, take a smell
Drop a bowl, tear a scale
Hundred dollar O's for the whole
Give me 12
You gon' know my Nina well
She come

LL when it come to scooping Patti Labelles  
First time we linked up it was coffin to nails
I'm the man
Every move filled with bigger plans 
Plenty

Know wassup when you see me
I ain't never been a g
But I was born by the river
In a tent word to Sammy
I got Baltmore blood
Know some niggas keep

I’ll keep that in my brain
I made It through the storm so I ain’t tripping bout the rain
And Kobe was my influence, for writing up this tape
So ain’t no

I'm not a one girl's guy (real talk for ya, peep game)
Ain't they know it
When it comes to love, I don't lie (we don't lie man)
And the girls respect

to float my boat
This shit ain't come with a sail and y'all must come with a scale to measure my bales
I'm smoking on that aunt Jemima that Patti LaBelle
We

And I ain't even use a clip
The Switch is caught, I captured it
City of God, the trigger make the flick
Airsoft, Nerf up with the fake shit
P6, put it up,

finally feel
Woke up like ima get fly today, shit I might as well
I roll some zookies I’m high as hell
Pour me a cup I just got a bottle of Patti LaBelle

Lay It Down Gmix [Main]

R. Kelly

Lay It Down: The Remixes

2011

and Kellz and my nigga Jeezy
Miss Patti LaBelle she ripped the first one off so fucking easy
Easy oh the streets need me
Bring back the shit that make you

Watch out, look out, here comes daddy with a belt
Stinging have you singing like Patti Labelle
And mommy refuses to let you sleep
Goofed around, let

your bitch like derek jeter
Flip pies like patti labelle
Break it down and I know it's gonna sell
Get caught and I know he gunna tell
Pack it up oh they

ride jumping
Patti LaBelle with the sales when the pies coming
Fiends get high with the rock
Its like when Clyde dunking
Old school Portland
The rarri

step in these n****s, it's overwhelming
I am immortal, these flying shells will hit a cell

My phone ringin', these hands singin', Patti LaBelle
To live

Cole, Ben E. of Carole
Bee, Gipsy, Crimson
Of misschien wel die van Leon
Celine Dion, Eric Carmen, All By Myself
Is het Adele? Nevermind
On My Own, Patti

I clap at your ass with this chrome .38 
And put six through your hats, a seven and three eighths (come on)
Irv, you ain't Suge Knight, you Shook

do that, Cuzzi relax)
I am that man of the match (yes), I am the one with the belt
They know when I step in the building
But this ain't no Saved by

'til there ain't no more plain left
Now pay respect to them gods, niggas
Not talkin' church, talkin' (?) niggas
On boulevards where we ride

Legendary

Travis Barker

Success Is Certain

2011

We two of the same
God melted the Rubic's cube into fluid and threw it in my intuitive brain
I'm eating food for moving music in a gratuitous lane

to see the world through binoculars
'Cause reality ain't virtual, I call for courtesy not the curtains
Consent not convulsions, people bring stories

ride, back seat of my Caddy?
Used to flip them pies ain't no relation to Patti
And I move Ps, ain't no relation to Swaggy
Before that it was missing

you got this
You have all the skills you need
There ain't no stopping
What destiny has for you
Nobody can take it
Petty Labelle
You are the greatest

The Game & Skrillex: El Chapo

Game

Documentary 2/2.5 [Collector's Edition]

2015

nigga
I am the God
Get a nigga chopped up on a Tuesday
While the club goin' up on a Tuesday
This is doomsday, I can have Guadalupe
Come through