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flashbacks of niggas gettin' clapped at in front the cleaners
On 34th Street, until this day it haunts me
It's why I had to move raunchy
I know killers in

Caught Out There

Kelis

Kaleidoscope

1999

Yo, yo
Yo, this song, yo (yo, yo, yo)
This song is for all the women out there (yo, yo, yo, yo, yo)
That have been lied to by their men
And I

Yo, yo
Yo, this song, yo (yo, yo, yo)
This song is for all the women out there (yo, yo, yo, yo, yo)
That have been lied to by their men
And I

thank
You to all the Beatle people
Who have written to me during
The year and everyone who
Sent gifts and cards for my birthday
Which I'm trying

Macchiato queen walking round in stilettos
Taking pic posing all by the palmetto
A lil fluff we bout to throw in the marshmallows
Hands on both hips

back, flip it right

I ain't slept 
I been hypnotised
By them cats eyes 
On them roadsides 
With them zapped eyes 
M1 after one 
All the traffic gone 
You

swoop to woo the misfit tribes
From prophecies of gloom
Then bid them by the shifting tide
To cheat the waxing moon 

Her double-fisted backhand
Hides

(She's Got a Butt) Bigger Than the Beatles

Cledus T. Judd

The Essenshul Cledus T. Judd [Bonus Tracks]

2004

times, she'll place another order,
And, Lordy, have mercy on that little bitty chair.
She's got a butt bigger than the Beatles,
Eatin' me out of house

The Knack
Know Your Product - The Saints
Anything by: Kleenex
Raincoats LP - Raincoats
Collosal Youth - Young Marble Giants
Rocks - Aerosmith
What is This? -

This is where we stop
And you gon drop like we got caught by the cops
Babygirl it's yo world go and shop until 
Ya knock
Before you came I only owned

Way Too Much Time on My Hands

Bill Anderson

Fine Wine

1998

stayed up all night wondering if the
Eagles or the Beatles were the world's best band
Since you've been gone I sit by the phone
Feeling like

and bro on every opp 
Nigga know he gone drop 
Nigga know we aint the  beatles But the chop gone rock
Pull up red light nigga gone car stop
Make a nigga see

and Stanstro (Here we go!)
So here we go: it's the trio
With flows tighter than Speedos
And Benny beating like Ringo
We glow like the old Beatles
Here we go

Lyrics -Motorbike Libido (She Loves the Beatles)
Jesse Brinkenhoff, Parker Cohen and Matt Kash
 
riding on your motorbike
riding by the birds you

the bleachers, now I get head in two seaters
Two fine divas, they rock the mic, it's a feature
Living life like the Beatles, on some shit that's illegal
She sweat

tell 
Baby I don’t need your help
I’ll probably walk there by myself
Meet me at the Hollywood inn hotel 
X3

Gotta rock out like a beatle yeah yeah

sorry

It's the fucking general, Vans, cut shorts
Neck covered in colored emeralds
The yellow by the blue
Look like I pissed inside your swimming pool
I'm

don't chase money
But I'll trick on the guap jet fuel pack
The plug send it through the air
Million by my nuts, cashing out on Nike Airs
Jet fuel pack

(…Cinematic Shit..)

VERSE 1
Story narrated ..by me… why me.. try me.. gri- me.. untimely bound by pain.. un tie me.. snakes are slimy.. slick talker

Beatles

Kathryn Williams

Old Low Light

2002

Our lives were like lines on a map
You could measure us by comparison

She found out if she took off her clothes
She could score men by embarrassment

really deep
Lavender Sweep
Put a harmony on top and make it like the Beatles
Lavender Sweep

Lavender Sweep
Today two winos were thrown off the bus
And I

like the Beatles
It ain't impossible
Setting records that I'm into
You do not know what I've been through
It ain't impossible
All I gotta do is keep cool

ever happened
Crawlin to your heart like a beatle, John Lennon
Love or lust, it don't matter you're the one I vibe with
Heal me in your open arms, lately

the Beatles
Who got that cheddar cheese and Velveeta
I need a slice
2 hoes 1 night
Double cup on the side
Told baby talk nice I'm upping the price they saying