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having fun just a-lying in the sun
Tell them that you like it this way
It's the work that we avoid, and we're all self-employed
We love to work at nothing

and furious
Had to spit some bars just to let y’all know I'm serious
Good music is lacking and a dude like me is missing it
Lots of money to be made my niggas

Hangin' Out

2 Live Crew

Goes to the Movies: Decade of Hits [Clean]

1997

Hangin' on the corner, lookin' real sporty
Coolin' with the fellas while downin' a 40
Nothing to do, just killin' time
Sittin' on my ride with my

and nothing at all
We had some lobster by the rigger where she works
We're gonna need a bigger boat and chicken jerk
We had nothing it all nothing at all

911

Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E.

West Koasta Nostra

2003

the way we move, so man up if you can't adjust
You may end up gettin' rushed by too many to handle us (ha)
It's funny, I guess money does have its

mistakes
But I'll do whatever it takes to be

By Your Side
Surfin on the TV flippin through a magazine
By Your Side
Burnin up the loveseat baby just you

And I know she loves it when I grab her by her throat
Hit it good and catch no feelings when I hit it make her know

I just wanna fuck, nothing serious

Bad Boy On Death Row

Dave East

Kairi Chanel

2016

hanging out the Cutlass letting off shots
Bill Clinton gettin' head, you buggin', you think I'm not

Donald Trump ain't safe on my block, gotcha your

The Night Before Christmas

Judy Collins

Christmas at the Biltmore Estate

1997

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney

I don't feel alive without train whistle
I just thinking back to my better days
They said its no face its case
I just chop up the body
Head shots

the system broke. Fix it by any means
The news getting old, ain't never what is seems
If Malcom ain't die for nothing, King, get a dream
It seems...I ain't

smell?
Yes they are, I can tell
Well, ladies and gentlemen
That aroma enriching the breeze
Is like nothing compared to its succulent source

know how to please you 

On my from the east side 
Yea 
I'm on my way 
Been waiting all day to 
Just see your face 

When you me baby 
Know that you

the lead dog
The view never changes
As in in a team of sled dogs
The lead dog gets to see everything
While all the others are forced to just stare

Cocaine keeping the economy strong
With the boys at the bottom making
Nothing at all

And then the arms keep racing for the
Finish line while my

I mean in life things happen you know it's just sad that it came to this
Even when the time was low you made me feel high
Nothing left to say so I'll

religions, no facts just all feel - yeah
The same people that sell the sickness sell the pill
So what’s up?
If your mind is a weapon then make sure that its

fall in love too easily now
I can tell you've been lied to
Just by the way you love
And I know a place that we can fly to
But that stays between us
We're

a motive
ain't seeking nothing serious
let's make our own private story
they don't have to know about it

I just wanna hear you say "come see me,
any time

was a thot i was hitting for fun aint doing no loving
You not the police why the fucc is you cuffin
Cross by my day one aint doin no trusting
Just like

upon a time everything was fine,
Nothing really bad to say.
Now the postman's whistle,
The sound when I listen,
 starts the day.
                       

like some damn whistles
Reaching in my pants i'm like hold on that's the damn pistol
I just told lil baby that she gorgeous she like damn Skilla
(Yeah

The real getting shot in the head
As a God, I can't descend
To this hell, I stay distant

I feel like a God
Yet I am just a man
I feel like a God
Maybe

putting up a damn fuss (damn fuss)
Every day I wake up by my damn self (self)
Wish it was you I'd rather have no one else
Time passes by and still we have