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the office countin' numbers (tell 'em)
Don't ever judge a book by the cover
Bitch, judge a cook by how it bubble (stove)

Yeah, yeah (oh)
Pagin'

joint
Just to keep me going
I’m on my own
Don’t hit up my phone
Yeah yeah yeah
Don’t fuck with love, it’ll make you blind hoe
Icy love, through my blinds

It will be in your house
It'll be bold in the best way
It will answer prayers from
Generations gone by
We don't need more viral
The revival will not go

Sallie Bet, along with her husband Vernon Woods, who stepped into the gap to be the father I never had, also helped raise me with my mother in

Click Click

Mobb Deep

Blood Money

2006

You see me rollin', Mack-10 showin' out the window
When you catchin' me shootin' out the coup, then switch your lane
You don't want me creepin' two

what's really wrong with these racist days
I honor the strong and pity the weak
Your thoughts run your life, be careful what you think
Haiti beat

my son i’m hardly allowed
To talk to him on the phone ever
My lawyer told me bring the
Cops to your house
And show my court orders when you don’t let

and watch
Don’t pull your cameras out
When you hold the vigil for me...
Don’t blow the candles out!
At the service, print these verses and then hand ’em out

some hurtful things
And I cannot control my rage when
It comes on the scene
It be like hey I'm here to play
What you say to me?
Don't you back away know

could call me on the phone when you need my lovin
Call me on the phone when you need my lovin
Girl, don't hesitate
Give me that ring, ring
I'ma come

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Mobb Deep

Blood Money [Clean]

2006

showin' out the window
When you catchin' me shootin' out the Coup, then switch your lane
You don't want me creepin' two miles an hour, with my seat low

Bugatti on Chevron
All-white like an Altoid
All these rings on, call me bellboy
From the Teflon to the Kevlar
Don't mean shit when your head off
Make

passionate point across
Like a hood cat clappin' his hands when he talkin'
Now that I got your attention, I feel I should really mention
Don't come around

see your face don't leave me alone 					          
No but you won't even answer my calls and you won't						      
Even answer my rings even when I text

phone and sell it on eBay
I moved up like George, ayo Weezy (hahahaha)
My punchlines hit like Gervonta in the ring
And when you swing, it's little

Lay Up

Trey Songz

Dreams and Nightmares

2012

the lay up, all night
She be tryna lay up, all right
And when I shoot I don't miss (Don't miss), I don't miss (Don't miss)
I don't miss when I do it now

me
We're outside walking to your door
You're laughing in moonlight

Come on, come on, come on
Please pick up the phone

Come on, come on, come

Heartbeat Props

Digital Underground

Sons of the P

1991

don't get hit by the bolt of lightning
Striking you down 'cause you're fronting
A dead leader can't tax your mind
Therefore he's not a threat to your

"Yeah, yeah"
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (do your thing, do your thing)
Uh (hey)

Whenever I want it, she give it up (hey)
So when she call my phone, I'ma

on?
Why when I hit up your phone, you always give me the ghost?
Why are you haunting my home?
Said you wanted to marry me
I met your family
I was

when I catch your ass home alone
Hunt you down in your mansion kill you right there by the phone
I'm in my zone where I roam your policies out dated

U Ballin

Slim Thug

1st Round Draft Picks

2003

could play my Dreamcast
And my Xbox, I got stubborn rims
They keep going, even when I say stop (man)
Mike Jones in your ear, they gave me MVP
And this

tonight
(Let's get it)

Yo, I can write rhymes in my phone and sell it on eBay
I moved up like George, ayo Weezy (hahahaha)
My punchlines hit like

Hit me up baby
Cause when the sun goes down
I think about you lady
So, before I lay down and dream about you baby
Make my phone ring and go crazy