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game in living room no John Madden
I'm turn cocaine into money Baby girl show me magic
Cortez on my feet no
Steve Madden
White gurls in closet duck tape

Got pinned by a junior Baphomet
Nuclear winter with grace like a clown
Two left feet
Giant left feet
Business boy turn the city brown

Toothy

your way out of a first date
Said your uncle was famous, by then it was too late
Spit shine your black luck now, baby
Fall asleep to the TV, the cops are

BABY WAS A REFUGEE 
(WHAT'S THAT YOU SAY?)

CAPTIVATED BY HER EYES SO BROWN
YOU COULD MAKE A BRAND NEW START
WHEN SHE'S SPEAKIN' YOU JUST TUMBLE DOWN

(Great John on the beat, by the way)
Hol' on, huh, look, huh
She like, look, huh

"Lemme see your chain, lemme kiss ya neck," hol' on
"Baby

on that auction
Shawty stalking, but you know she be gawking by big ol' topping
All these rappers keep on talking their talking but keep on flopping
They be

with my people, my ghetto pass ain't revoked
This my corner sign, a Glad bag and a scale
Penitentiary chances, 4 and a half by 12 foot cell
Got

Let It Out (Let It All Hang Out)

Hombres

American Jukebox Classics, Vol. 2: Feeling Good & Having Fun

1995

ain't no doubt
Keep an open mind, let it all hang out

It's rainin' inside a big brown moon
How does that mess you baby up, leg
Eatin' a Reuben sandwich

Baby I be fresh damn right I be fly
Higher then a rocket blasting off in the sky
I'm that type of nigga yes that type of guy
Overloaded bankrolls

blinds
Not been outside for weeks
My baby by my side
Tears of joy on her cheeks
We don't know where we're going
When we go out on the road again
But we

oponentes necesitan relabras
And even when they figure out what to say, they stutter
Like a babbling baby, they should go back to their mother
Like how

don't touch the crown
By the way, that's Uncle Brown
A gyal dem a run me down, cuh
Ayy, look Stormz this is soul baby
The kind of soul that gave
Stella

to rough you up and call it tough love
You were my baby bro... I used to hate you so
Little pip squeak, always taking my favorite clothes
Kindergarten buried

from town to town
Came across Mr. John Henry Brown
He wants me bad, with his frown
With his frown, with his frown
With his frown, with his frown

I'm

shy I'm a sad boy in PHX I
Want no babies get rid of that fetus I
Am John Wick with the lotion and Kleenex I
Gotta dip I can't focus I'm fiending I

[Babs]
Yeah, Brooklyn New York, stay focused
Its ya girl, Babs Bunny, the streets first lady
Diddy I see you baby

Yall niggas done met ya match
I'm

on shit
Ain't you call the police on cuz
You a punk bitch
I fuck with the east side boys
I'm little John bitch
Came in with the yellow baby this shit look

Called me Kris Kross
Shoutout John Brown and get em wicked off
I feel like straps on her shoulder when it slip off
Don't mistake it for a taser when it

Tulsa baby I'm the original mayor
You can ask Brown gravy never hooped up at the Mabee
I was at them lock ins close to having a baby
Trunk shaking like

Let It Out (Let It All Hang Out)

The Hombres

Sixties: Collected

2010

ain't no doubt
Keep an open mind, let it all hang out

It's rainin' inside a big brown moon
How does that mess you baby up, leg
Eatin' a Reuben sandwich

Cool As Hell

Ali

Heavy Starch

2002

a high time

(Ali)
It's like I wake up an' it's pourin'
Ladies was on us like Sean John
Rims, Timbs, and them Slims with the green
I don't chill I mantain,

I love your
Grip
Dirt brown rum and that's
All we sip
Love when you cum and you
Bite your lip
Take it all off
Baby girl just strip
Whenever we dance
I

hoes screaming save me
I'm sorry lil girl I can't be your baby

Pimp talk straight talk
Luh the way that bitch walk
Brown skin 5''5'
Huge hips my size

Lilly, Lilly baby
Tell me we're not crazy
Bless me with your big brown eyes

Lilly, Lilly lover
Dreams dreams then dreams another
Turns clouds