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HotBoy

Migos

No Label II

2014

about five o'clock this mornin' (twelve)
Tellin' me I'm coppin' contraband from informants (go)
"Channel 2, Fox 5 (Fox 5), you's America's most wanted"

the same
Ever since I started Nation ridin'
Got a lil' change surrounded myself by game
Niggas sayin' I'm counterfeit
Ain't that a bitch
Re-evaluate and stop

Bia' Bia'

Too Short

Put Yo Hood Up

2001

No sleep, I'm lookin' forty
With three bricks in a 740
Bitch, I ain't got time to party
I'm breakin' bread with Dominican niggas
Over a hot

push me now ‘cuz
My head is gonna Implode
And I cannot control it ‘cuz
This shit is about to Blow Like
I’m in orbit, a robot
Amazed by 64 bits
I’m going

1,2,3 ARGH
I'm dancing with the moon tonight
Adrenaline like ecstasy
So come on out and
Dance with me?
Drain off all my energy?
Where do we start?
Is

And I'm thinkin shawty I got a thing for you
Doin it on purpose, windin' and workin' it
I can tell by the way you lookin at me girl
I wanna make love in

bud off the vine
Got me feeling foolish, I'm smiling and laughing
I watched three movies but I forgot what happened
Feeling like I'm in orbit
I need

Weatherin' all the storms, a renegade actin' lawless
I'm tellin' 'em all the stories to get their big mouths stuffed
Like pelicans on the shore 'cause their

I'm accepted
By mainstream America and good in the piece
Now niggas wanna talk all greasy (why)
Like they ain't used to open up for
Me in New York on tv

One of the Things About You

Nelson

Brother Harmony

1998

of this world when you kiss me
(You) send me into orbit now 5,4,3,2,

One of the things about you and me together
Is the way we go together oh so well

around, man I go to town
And when I polish off the Jack, I bust the seal on the Crown
Cause I'm down

Go on and order up a shot or three (Drink up)

swear I got nun to prove (nun to prove)
Swear they trynna see me (see me)
They stealin my style, yeah they wanna be me (be me)
I see you like 3D (3D)
I'm

Growing up its rap or make it to the league
I'm wrapped tight, either way nigga i'm elite
Started by myself, now i'm looking for the fleet
Free agent

Thought @ Work

The Roots

Phrenology

2002

Samuel L. Jackson
Yo ill insanity that's cold and morbid
But when I'm in your orbit you soul absorb it
A real raw nigga won't fold or forfeit
A thorough

played by Samuel L. Jackson
Yo ill insanity that's cold and morbid
But when I'm in your orbit you soul absorb it
A real raw nigga won't fold or forfeit

important
Your gravity is too strong and it's fuckin' up my orbit
Contact avoided by the time I record this
I just want you to listen

Everytime I see

Game Still Recognize Game

Coo Coo Cal

Walkin' Dead

1999

out this game 
I'm in this game for life, and that's fo real 
You'll see me now 
Ha ha you gone see me later, fo sho 

[Verse 3]
Still kick it with G's

Evicting my astral tenant
And these tendencies 
That's consciously 
Invading me are 
Eating me
And the females 
I'm surrounded by 
Are eatas 
They just

shots
Limit tapped at 3 like the eastiest crip
You cover the tab, i'm contemplatin the tip
Hate don't live here no more
Self love still to explore
Love

(*talking*)
Ha, man it's going down baby what
E.S.G., man I got three young thoed ass niggas in here with me baby
Know I'm tal'n bout, my lil' partna

the nicest, my life is like Uncle Luke interlude,
group of broads nude in the room while I’m getting chewed,
picture three chicks bumping lollipop remix,
say

up of Glenwood
Bulletproof the whip before my wrist look like a glacier
Not thinking dumb I'm moving smarter with that fucc'n paper

Three ninty two

of my fears
Send 'em into different orbits
Hope they never appear
Edit my legacy Adobe Premier
Making music with the 3 times 3 musketeers
(And I’m saying)

of LSD in the native tongue
Face in the 3-by-3 like the Brady Bunch
Vertebrae, heard they may need a light straightening up
Take it with a grain, it's just