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(Heeeeyyyy)
Bean flow
Bean flow, bitch I'm on that bean though

Pop me a bean, and come dig in your spleen
Beat it all night, what the fuck do you

of her own

Look at your nails!

Look at your dress!

People would laugh at you

Nevertheless
I still wish to go to the Festival
And dance before

Into The Woods (Prologue) [Original Broadway Cast Recording]

Paul Gemignani

Sondheim: Into the Woods [Original Cast Recording]

1988

father had taken for his new wife
The Festival
A woman with two daughters of her own
Look at your nails, look at your dress!
People would laugh at you

father had taken for his new wife
The Festival
A woman with two daughters of her own
Look at your nails, look at your dress!
People would laugh at you

a buck
Keep it a bean
Keep that shit one thousand I be dressin' like the island
I'm in the latest season, y'all ain't even shot your Pilot
That bread come

Gucci, Prada, in between
Poppin pills, sippin lean
I'm the man like Kobe Bean
That's what all the money brings
Bouncin ass trampoline
Skrt around

a bag Benihana‘s
You just want all to your own
But finessing is all I know
Won’t you meet me by the bean
Won’t you meet me by the bean
Won’t you meet me

STEPMOTHER
The Festival...           

NARRARATOR
a woman with two daughters of her own.

FLORINDA
Look at your nails!

LUCINDA
Look at your dress!

STEPMOTHER

to the festival?
The festival?
The King's festival?
And her father had taken for his new wife
The festival
A woman with two daughters of her own
Look at your

Yo Yo
You know who it is
Le Dollar Bean. Ay

I’m a le dollar bean 
And I’m ‘bout to Tik Tok right through your screen
Call me Jack and the beanstalk

popstar, yeah
I'ma real rockstar, I'm a real popstar
Yeah (I'm a real popstar)

Fucking on your bitch, that's me
(Pop them beans)
Fucking on your

Keep it a bean, keep it a buck with me
Keep it a bean, keep it a buck
Honestly, girl, do you wanna fuck
I'm tired of sugarcoating stuff
Do you like

a doubt
Call me any hour
Use your mouth devour
All I got is power

And now I really really really really own it Green beans on my plate
And baby yeah I'm

Mr. Sandman

Chet Atkins

Super Hits

1998

nights are over

Mister Sandman, I'm so alone
Don't have nobody to call my own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mister Sandman, bring me a dream

that bitch she can't come over unless she brings a friend
Sipping on lean, I'm popping a bean
I'm so high, I'm like damn
Blood on the leaves

Here we go

this lesson
Seven and Five and Five is (Seventeen)
Have to make sure that your mind stay (Pristine)
Bring it all together like a whole can of mixed beans

Last Call

Kanye West

The College Dropout

2004

ask me, they ask me, they ask me, I tell them
(Here's to Roc-A-Fella)
Raise your glasses, your glasses, your glasses to the sky and
(Here's

drop dem hits
This one sweet like rice and stew
Way dey hot for pot
We bring hit hit hit
Way go burn the chart
Your babe have been calling disturbing my

a real popstar)

Fucking on your bitch, that's me (Pop them beans)
Fucking on your bitch, that's me (Pop them beans)
Fucking on your bitch, that's me (Pop

of beans
Rippin' bongs in peace then where the fuck are your couches at?
You say you smoke that loud pack daily where are y'all ounces at?
Actin' like you

Can't see me, can't see me
Niggas super clean
I be rolling, I be rolling
I don't need a bean
Can't you feel me, can't you feel me
I do everything

toy shit
Ten K in my mouth how it glis 
With some are force stomp a nigga out quick
Had to leave the hood cause these niggas plot quick 
And your own

pourin' Codeine
Purple sprite bring a colorful dream
Foreign drip when I step on the scene
Motivated, go dumb of a bean
Steady workin' I'm up like

Don't bring that shit around me
Don't bring that shit around me
Don't bring that shit around me
Don't bring that shit around me
Don't bring that shit