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back to coka
Niggas talkin shit bruh, hang him by a ropa
Hit em wit the choppa
Call that shit hot lava
Call me waka flocka aka young wild nigga
Aka young

Stop Calling

Cam'ron

Come Home with Me

2002

what's up with my girl that's my world
She a slut ho
That's my live, that's my wife, I love her
Uh-oh, Oh no, Oh God, she a slut, she a freak

Aiyoo,

She's the one who stands by me
With open arms she welcomes me
She's my morning, noon and night
When I wake she's my first light
She's the one that

wasting time 
Extending my prime

Clothes by design 
Spent a grand 
I'm a dime 

Shorty she fine 
But only a nine 

718
But i live on the 3
Went VIP
to this

Yeah i've been going fast but still no answer
She took my heart and then left me with a cancer
She made me weak to prove i'll never fight for

ghost
Smoke my dope I'm blowing O's
Bust my nut, I'm going home
If you in a glass house, tell me, why the fuck you throwing stones?
Okay wait, I'm very

Prodigal Son

Kid Rock

The Polyfuze Method

1993

like I'm trippin on tussin
Fussin with the girls they waste my time,
Thrashin and bashin going out of my mind
Crucified by the critics everyday,

shit
2 drums and a cartridge
2 drums and a what

Hop up with my set, won't be too long
Go pay your debts, don't get me wrong
There's just too much going

that she miss me
I can't grasp it
I'm back home, lil baby, I've had it
I'm back home, lil baby, I've had it
I'm back home, lil baby, I've had it
Slide

Time Now

Everybody… Come On!


May Our Homes Be Filled With Dancing

Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh

May Our Streets Be Filled With Joy.

May Injustice Bow To Jesus

Everybody… Come On!


May Our Homes Be Filled With Dancing
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
May Our Streets Be Filled With Joy.
May Injustice Bow To Jesus
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh

try to fuck with me
I'm on the interstate road, doing 150
With all the memories that's stuck with me

I'm just tryna live life
I'm just tryna live life

to undress
She like me cause im charming she my lil princess (princess, princess)
But I live like a king (gold)
Know she foreign, she so bad she my pretty

to hit Beach Road
Roll up and get Hella high
With a wahine booed up like Ella Mai
And ain't no doubt she gone let me Pu Insai
Nine, six, seven, two, oh
She

She ask me what I’m doing
And I don’t even know
She ask me where I’m going 
And I don’t even know 
I’m just going with the flow
I’m just going with

big ass homes big rolls that don't fold
Comin' live from the Deep up on a fire Drew Banga beat
Handful of real niggas left in there I gotta be
I been

she knows she's gonna crack 

Let me take you back a bit 
Cah It's kinda hard to watch
See the world passing by
See their lives getting crossed
See

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Live my life its all alone
If she fine I just might take her home
And she see right thru me I'm a ghost
She ask me where this going I

against the wall with kids
She don’t live with her back against the wall
Put that on my first murder
That’s all I got to say
Knock your arms out of place

"Mom, this shirt is plaid with a butterfly collar!"
The next half hour was the same old thing
My mother buying me clothes from 1963
And then she lost

Parents Just Don't Understand

DJ Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince

The RCA Records Label: The First Note in Black Music

1992

"Mom, this shirt is plaid with a butterfly collar!"
The next half hour was the same old thing
My mother buying me clothes from 1963
And then she lost

girl
You say tell me what's the deal, it's you, baby, in my world

I wanna live forever I wanna live
An eternity I wanna live
With you by my side I wanna

Home

Common

Home

2016

the trouble of this world
Trouble of this world, trouble of this world
Soon I will be gone with the trouble of this world
Going home to live
Going home

live straight and get my act together
But my moms struggling, she putting scraps together
Long time ago, when I wasn't home she was cleaning my room