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skirt and/ then began the twerking/ on top of my crotch/ now my cocky hurting.
Not a cocky person/ I’m more like the Rock/ just a stocky version,
Lets go

this big ass bong

[Verse 1]
(Pooh-Man)

Dank smoke is the interior of my 7 deuce impala
Punch the gas on that ass
And let my glass plex holla
Down to my

(M-M-M-Murda)

Yeah (soo)
Let's take a modern day stroll (woah)
This is the modern day, ho
Last time I checked, we was runnin' the globe (go

Billy the Mountain

Frank Zappa

Just Another Band from L.A.

1972

of columbus, ohio that billy got his notice to report for his induction physical. 
Now, believe me, ethell said she wasn't gonna let him go! 

"I'm not gonna

Play for Keeps

B.o.B

Strange Clouds [Clean]

2012

money, money is power
Power corrupts eventually, damn
So what are the options?
What are the choices left for me?
What other rule there's left to break

Red Room

Offset

Red Room

2018

Lookin' at my momma in her eyes (momma)
Lookin' at me like a new person (new person)
She tellin' me I need to slow down (slow down)
The pain don't go

Tin Angel

Bob Dylan

Tempest

2012

mare
If you see me go by, put up a prayer"

Well, they rode all night, and they rode all day
Eastward, long down the broad highway
His spirit was tired

the one to put
the peaches in your pie
sugar in your tea
the twinkle in your eye

Let me be the one who comes
home to you each night
sit there by the fire

ready to jump, jump
Get ready to run
Three, two, one, go
Listen to the crowds quiet down
Sirens blare as we spit the sound
Here we go
Watch them as they

to the door
Close your eyes, count to ten
It'll all be over then
Let the Prophets do the work
Down low, shake it, twerk
Up on this track with Bogdan

off, shawty trippin

Pull Up In a SRT
Hellcat gotta bitch on me
Hard top so the bitch won't drop
Yo bitch in the back of my whip
Three legs but she

said that don't confront me
Long as I get my money next Friday
Now next Friday come I didn't have the rent
And out the door I went

So I go down

on the door
Telling me finish the course
But not only finish it, go and erupt
To go leave em' inspired, yeah, yeah
A social experiment people freeze up
When you

The suicide doors would go up for ya
Take a bullet by my side for ya
Like the saviour took the dagger by his side for me,
I would die for you, like he died for

Judgement Day

Method Man

Tical 2000: Judgement Day [Clean]

1998

go 'til the God say so
You got a second or more to run for the door
Before I blow back off the map, contact
You didn't know Stat' could get down

on a Weekend
Red bone Spanish mami probably Puerto Rican
Hypnotized with her hips make make me get to freakin
If the feds at my door she don't get to speaking
9

three years
And you cry for me
Oh baby girl
Would you ride for me
If the feds kick the door
Would you lie for me
A nigga did three years
And you cry for

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Lyrics and Music by Andrew Weiss

16 and a half centuries to go, and where it goes, nobody knows
I was punished for being born twice, and I

bye

Now yall gon miss me (If I let lil woedee kill me) Repeat 3x
I live by the trigger so I die by the trigger
Yall gon miss me (If I let lil woedee

what's up?
All my NY niggas, what's up?
The mafia, ha, let's get it!

Mixed the Balmain with the Bape shit
I've been going ape shit
Finna go banana like

be disgraced
Now that I kicked down the door
Made it from rags to riches
No longer should I be stressing
Now that my words hold weight, in them I'm

two, three, four
[rah] grimy bitch stomp the bogey outside your front door (yeah)
Puffin on goodie, eatin tuna and rye
Blow the spot with some old school

rhymes in Ghana tryna play Amadeus and Brahms cut to now it's time for
Rap Opera

This is renaissance music (Let me tell 'em what it is)
Cyberspace music

Post traumatic stress, PTSD
If you from the hood then you just like me
Niggas kick in your door for a PS3
How the fuck do you expect me to be stress