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meat style

I'm riding high on that new car smell
And it's a ride anyone should be proud of
I'm under the old-time spell
Of what it takes to stand out in

fallen for you
Oh don't worry
Just vibe
I know we both can feel it inside
I know that times are hard but baby just ride
Cuz I'm with you
Like my singing

just heat it up and bounce it, yeah
Had to grab a new style
Pulled it down from the clouds
Fresh waves go around
Living by the day, till I'm out
And I

feelings oo yh
Cause I wanna be by your side

Gimme that
Oh my baby just gimme that uh
I really know you feeling that
Make you no hide am say you feeling

Ladies
Ya know what time it is
I need ya all down to the floor
Its time to
Shake That Ass
And if you got a bag
You better drop a bag
And if you broke

Fueled by the sunlight
They said we were glow in the dark
Can we go back
We wanna go back
Before the first times with wonder alive
We were born to take

and you'll eat it too
This a bliss that you have to choose
Terrified by the evening news
Running with no shoes
Rainbow afternoon

Sensibility is all a show

that game was real tough
You and the older bro really fucked us up
By then I had grown to get better
Basketball was everything to us
We eventually became

Hafa adai Ma'am, can I get 4 tickets to Saipan please?
I'm sorry Ma'am, to where?
To Saipan
Oh, you mean Spain?
No Ma'am, to Saipan.  That's S-A-I

your two cents
The truth is,
everyone of my dreams is lucid
Everything that I see is fluent, everything that I breathe is music
Everything that I need is

make them run lef them sandal
You can’t compare yourself to me
Kwashia too
Shiku3 mimba mli ahabo shi matsi ato 
Kaadwen ak3 nk3 ohe eflibo 
By all my

So many holidays have gone and passed
How many times you'd wish it would have last
You would guess there is a reason for that
Make you reminisce what

in paradise
An angel in paradise

She crossed the room with style and grace and took me by the hand
An angel in white with a beautiful face was more

Place where two things meet is 

The junction
The junction 
The junction
The junction

See all the bodies walk by
Try hide the look in my eye
Well aware

hand-me-down doses of avant-garde outcasts boasting bout some style that still ain't born yet
True Religion
That spilled wisdom you find at the bottom

mom
I'll never forget
To go out in style
I'll face my death
Oh, Lord this dread
Please remember
In this fantasy
Of ecstasy

You never forgotten that

and make the rest dem follow 
Jigga Jigga that's my nigga
He from Bed-Stuy 
Where they ride or die
I'm the 9, East-Flatbush style 
Brooklyn link up 
On this

on and just stare at me 
Or we can tear this bitch down like it's anarchy

Times change 
People die 
People stay deceased 
I told my mama don't cry
That's how

put this BMC on map watch it fake dudes is tap the old style like too rat, we gonna change that this the new pack we all ball it's all for something

Freedom
Written by Sally Cooper

I want to see what everyone sees
I want to swim like a fish in the sea
I see a bird at the top of the sky
Just

Oh my god

It's going down
That's how we role baby
That's how we role baby
Calendar

Calendar
Calendar

SURPRISED BY THE GOOD NEWS...
NO, JUST KIDDING...
I NEVER BELIEVE WHAT A STRANGER SAYS FROM A PHONE
THAT'S A TYPICAL SCAM


IT NUH MATTER WAH A GWAAN
AM STILL

Like 52 pairs of shoes by the front door

Place is straight packed and there will probably be more

Beats got the place shaking, all the ladies swaying

At the market I see all the food that I need
Is packaged in clear plastic style
There's cold cuts to tease, fifty choices of cheese
And isles that