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The Jazz Discharge Party Hats

Frank Zappa

The Man from Utopia

1983

says to one of the guys in the band
She says, well, to several of the guys in the band
And one of the t-shirt guys too...
"hey! let's go skinny-dipping!"

and you fry in my iron furnace
I am on my get rich or die tryin' like when Em was signin' Curtis
'Cause I am murderous

Joe Budden, Jersey City, New

go get it I get it
If you got beef with me nigga then dead it
I'm stackin this money this debit not credit
Know that this shit gonna pop off if I let

compliment you like my Uncle Earl
I'm like tater tots, yeah I'm pretty hot
Cook 'em in the oven, make them feel like they're onto somethin'
Go to Dooley's, get

the mouth
So don't you ever get it twisted
I'll determine your existence
Photo on a milk carton
You'll go missing
You can run and you can hide
But I'll still

Band$ On You

PnB Rock

RNB3: Rockadelphia

2015

wishin' you was my girl
And shawty you already naked
And yea you know just what I want
Let go get this private session
And I'll pay your rent for like 5

don't get it at first, revisit it later
But in the meantime, let's examine the difference in our nature
As in lovin' or hateful, patriotic or rebel

(Zaytoven)
Ha
Zaytoven
Let's go, let's go

Hoe so bad, call her Kevin Casey
I fuck around, put the Bentley in the race
Got a shooter right

T-E-V-I-A to N
That's what you need
What you see
T-E-V-I-A to N
Now let's take that ass
Get my vivid bands
Go
Go
Go
Don't be a pity inside of the city
You

(Got it on Smash)
Yeah, yeah (go Grizz)
Haha, you already know, yeah (Hitmaka)

Two-seater run with your bitch (ooh)
Butterfly doors on the Benz

ruggedness
Feelin her so much I let her
Call me by my government
Nice soft ass even softer when I'm rubbin' it
Gotta lotta cash but I'm tryna
Get some other

Hammers present, you gettin' wrapped up
Uhh, jump out the Mack truck, black tux
Go 'head and act up
Drink the blood out of the brass cup
Your jewels are

shit with your own wеapons
Even my close bros don't get what I bеcame
We all walk those old roads but
Our pace was not the same
I go insane in the fast

blunts and beers
At my memorial 
And at my wake
I want a reef made of reefer 
Fuck a six feet
Tell 'em dig my shit deeper
So I can get to hell quicker

of a crown
You better bow down then get up
I won't let up or let go
I take the hate they throw and
Embody it for the energy to go turn up at my
Sold-out shows

FRIENDS

Jay-Z

Everything Is Love

2018

life, Styrofoam cups, no ice
Party 'fore we go inside
Never let 'em out my sight, they're right by my side
Them my ride-or-dies, them my ride-or-dies

can't compete
Gotta let 'em know again
Never be hurt by a man
One thing about me
Imma get to the bands
Do it by myself
Never need a helping hand
Don't

could've lost it
Push comes to shove like a mosh pit
Go 'til i'm exhausted
Only tips that they could give me, how to get 'em frosted
Ride or die for Bird

Lets go
Running man Running man
Lets do a race to a hunnid bands
50 my whip 50 my wrist
You fuck boys talk to my other hand
Money man Money man
Now I

Live From the Streets

Brett

Up Close and Personal

2001

[Angie Martinez]
Let's get it on it's Angie Mar' reportin live from the streets
From Y.O. to Philly and Harlem to Q.B.
When it drops it's game over,

Let's go get 'em this money got me out of my feelings
On a vibe now I caught me a rhythm
I'm tryna run on like a sentence uhh huh
Let's go get 'em

click on demand (love 'em)
Ayy, free my young niggas, let them out the can (free 'em)
Play with big Wop and you know it gon' go down
People don't trust

bag

Woke up with a band in my pocket
She wanna take a pic I said crop it
Get these bands up i can't stop it

Bitch I got the jump
Get em on the gun

the chance
Run shit up, we go and get it
Then we got to flip the bands
Got to watch out, man, them hollows they might hit your mans