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Salute

Lil Wayne

Street Money, Vol. 4

2009

woman and kids
Bitch niggas stop bitchin' it's just how it is
Now watch me let that sexy Nina kiss you by my ribs
You won't be satisfied till I send

in the same grade
Can't let them in
Got them standing at the gate
Niggas want money
But ain't working for the pay
Niggas be doubting me
Stay from

on the floor
When I know that I'm down I speak to the Lord
I ain't tryna be lavish to end up all poor
Saving that money and go get some more
(Let's get it)
Lowe

left me low
But your eyes they sparkle under mistletoe I see them glow
Kiss me sweet for a while, my ears will ring as it chimes
Well my heart it sings

alongggg (YeA, ya, ya)

I'm in, Count me in
Hey class,
Your homework for today is to find out how you can save Energy
And also to Join The #EJGANG by

from shady dudes 
Well respected you can tell by the way we move
Don’t try to play me I take ya food
You looking at them niggaz who make the Rules

Got

want the D
I guarantee she works at Lowe's
(Yea yea)
And I do by any means any means you'll get smoked (bow bow)
If he wanna up it no discussion let it

real fast and
Broadcast ya ass to the masses
Hit em hard like Cassius
And never ever let em define us by colors or classes
Or multi-passes we passin'

On My Own

Nelly

Philadelphia Freeway

2003

ya'll tone
Now you see the chrome
I'm a blast it for ya I'm a blast it for ya

It's Freeway all by myself
I'm in da place all on my own
In da club

the camera and pose, ya know! 
let's goo

[CHORUS]
Kiss her 'n hold her
kiss, kiss her 'n hold her(x4)
stuntin in da drop, 
stunt, stuntin in da drop(x4)

the nick of time
I'm on the way
Okay let me stop playing with y'all man
Uh
Taking my chances
Never rely on advances
Sticking to it like a hopeless romantic

Edition, like Bobby and Ronnie (word)
Just give me the beat and a bottle of Dasani
And I don't need Clyde, I'm a boss, fuck a Bonnie, ya dig? (Fuck out

Luv Me2
Words and Music by Nick Evans Mowery/BMI
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Hold on, there’s somethin that you should know
just before you let go
listen

Let Da Monkey Out

Redman

Live in Paris

2008

Yeah chicken stand by for exposure
Shut your house down foreclosure ya in cold blood
(Yo cuz) Shut the power out in your house
Cut the phone put

of overuse
Now I wear it nice and loose

Ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya, ya
Well, it's ubiquitous
Tell me, can you stick to this?
I'm on the brink

ooo
Can I touch ya

ज़रा ज़रा touch me touch me touch me
आ ज़रा ज़रा kiss me kiss me kiss me
आ ज़रा ज़रा hold me hold me hold me
आ ज़रा ज़रा ओ ओ ओ (oh

like I'm bangin kiss
Hold up bra where you from why you claiming this
Pop out stepping wit drums like I came wit Nick
It go bum bum bum bum bum bum bum

Let me smoke a blunt right now and get in my zone
Akademiks said Freddie Gibbs got beat up by Jim Jones (word)
I'm not a big fan of his the streets

you to the bed ride you till I hit the spot
I turn around then I make his ass eat me out
Had to let that nigga know this pussy is magic
Make him leave

Smellz Like a Party

Rufus Blaq

You Got Served

2003

to myself, let me think 
What should i do 
Why don't ya'll tell me 

[Chorus:]
Ladies everywhere (Hey) 
All the fellas everywhere (Ho) 
Got the crib

thinking bout cha
Got me dreaming bout cha
Got me trusting in ya
I cannot doubt ya
So come and ride wit me
And let me free ya like a voucher


Kiss dat body

Ooo can I touch Ya

ज़रा ज़रा touch me touch me touch me
आ ज़रा ज़रा kiss me kiss me kiss me
आ ज़रा ज़रा hold me hold me hold me
आ ज़रा ज़रा ओ ओ ओ
Touch

hear something in the streets just let me Kno something

When I was broke I had to pay for every Nick
Was down bad ain't nobody gave me shxt
Press these

Christmas in Hollywood

Hollywood Undead

Christmas in Hollywood

2008

the hood
So meet me by the menorah lets get drunk [x2]

J J J Just a little story about last Christmas
About some bad kids who were full of wishes
We gave