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Freaky Tales

Too Short

The Mack of the Century... Too $Hort's Greatest Hits [Clean]

2006

a man
When I met Ann, I soked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me

fam
I'm still by myself
Hate being alone
But that's all I know
Man I can't figure this out
Antisocial but if you go
Might end up killing myself
All

drums
She talkin’ love
She dreamin’
I just went all in
Like it was my birthday
Chips was down all year
Secured the bag on Thursday
It’s goin’ up
Star Trek

Weekends

Esthero

Bridging the Gap

2000

I called Chad on Wednesday night
So we could make plans for Thursday night
He said "we could go hit the Peapods"
I was like yeah, that's my

night
So we could make plans for Thursday night
He said "We could go hit the Peapods"
I was like "yeah, that's my favorite spot"
Plus I like it there

after alice in her wonderland
Wondered in the room and she was with another man shortly 
After she said eat this and drink that
Next thing I knew my head

for her man hearin' about who was hittin' it
Imagine when he fuckin' now, what he be thinkin' about
On top of that, she got kicked out of Kylie Jenner

I'm Singin'

Biz Markie

All Samples Cleared!

1993

won't remember the time
So here I come a bombing every time I home in to
Off a funky drummer boom I get hot as Donna Summers
'Cause I reign supreme

Weekends [LP Version]

The Black Eyed Peas

Weekends [12"]

2000

I called Chad on Wednesday night
So we could make plans for Thursday night
He said "we could go hit the Peapods"
I was like yeah, that's my

The Festival Song

P.E.Z.

A Mind of My Own

2008

days
I love summer days

Man I'm not squishing in the back
I'm telling you, shotgun front
Nah, bullshit man

Now when you finally make it there

around and stayed the night
Was it by choice or did y'all have a fight
Right  
Of course i keep this pussy tight
I'm gutta but i'm so polite
See i could be

shit was common ‘cause that year we won a bowl game. Everybody in the after party smoked a bowl, man.
Nowadays, I just try to take it day-by-day,
'Til I

guy

It was March
It was Phoenix
It was hot already
It's a dry heat
I had been here for 4 years at this point 
Every summer hotter than the summer

even save me I was wrong before long God paved a new way
My head a mix of greatness and ingenuity
I find a place in my heart for anyone who's true to me

the blessed mic christ
Just a man but a spirit nonetheless
Who leaves behind a catalog and finally can come to rest
He's survived by a tribe 
that extends

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

tonight
Love me bella donna
Be the lady in my life

There I sat I watched you dance I was thoroughly impressed
You were looking mighty hot and by far

couldn't get a verse played,

Yeah,

No lie,
There was a time when,
Nxggas didn't rate me,

cnd nxggas did not have the vision,
cnd now man impersonate me,

weed smoke, just like the Marleys
Heard my mom whenever she spoke, they havin' parties
This the '70s, of course Donna Summers' voice
Me, I'm in some

Summer
Got a ride over Summer
Old guy was a runner
July done done him
August unplugged
You said you over Summer
But now you looking to fall
Way more than

Thrive

Newsboys

Thrive

2002

The walk's by faith
The lone wolf dies
How am I gonna follow you
With blue man ears
And snow blind eyes?

Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Steve Taylor

on Tuesday yea
Wednesday Thursday Friday I'm out rappin yea
Monday I'm shippin out the packet right
You ain't even see a nigga comin nah
Cuz I'm trappin out

You Won't See Me Tonight

Nas

I Am...The Autobiography

1999

hang with a young man who's doing his thing?
Speak up, I wanna know if you can keep up
Timberland boots for girls, with the tree stump
Baggy

Even though I love him
Man I wish I never met him
Loving harder in the summer
Bringing in the coldest winter
Living hell that be like Heaven
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