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the triple truth Ruth, they lips is loose like The Señor Love Daddy in the bulletproof booth, kuff My rhymes is full of truth, and the business full of lies
Yeah this song is dedicated in memory of mister Terell Alfago Davis Mister Davis was gunned down at the hands of two Richmond County Sheriff's
Augusta Ela me gusta E eu te boto Até o amanhecer Ela diz, me busca Mas mostra a bunda Nesse carro Eu te faço mulher Aiaiaa
Robert Johnson, that Muddy Waters, that James Brown, Augusta, GA That Ray Charles, that Stevie Wonder, that Mayfield, that Superfly That Willie Hutch
closing the door, find another way I been 'round too many niggas that got a name How I'm back in Augusta like nothing change yet Put food on my own plate
brenda, Brenda has A lovely assistant named Carl, or Robert James Davis if you prefer herb Cohen, ladies and gentlemen! Okay, dance! Du-du-dip you're still
they on Ruth's Chris Nico Woods and DXVXS slaying, they say we so ruthless I gave 'em five, then took a sigh Now I'm right back in the booth bitch By
nice Whatever your hue You'll respect me and I'll respect you Babe Ruth's hitting balls with Johnny Cash The score's 6 love Bette Davis and Arthur Ashe
salt from the facetious And this ain't nothing easy I worked for it, I slaved I broke for it My cave is decorated and co-signed by Miles Davis Child's
And I ain't cuffing none of you I been on my DeRay Davis shit Wrap up cause ain't no babies bitch Aint cuffing you, you crazy bitch I told you Im
Maia, Jorge Ben Jor Fenomenal Wilson Simonal James Brown, Michael Jackson, Denzel Washington Michael Jordan, Magic Johnson, meu pai Jorge de Souza Ruth de
(skrrt) Just had dinner at Ruth Chris, meet two foreigns at Gervante (no for real, goddamn) Davis, you play, we spray shit (brrt) We goin' apeshit (brr)
i'm Babe Ruth Knocking down that Gray Goose This that phase two, they knew I am not heaven sent, I am from the Lucifer Cutting out your tubular Fuck my
visionary inside lacing this logic More Sammy Davis then Sinatra still checks deposit that old money Babe Ruth Jackie Robinson Fish tale limo tint twenty
antes da cruz E ali ele viu Abraão, Samuel, Moisés e Elias, Também Ruth e alguns outros em uma reunião Ao olhar viu gideão que estava em pé na porta,
say I don’t care I just care that you make it If it’s a game of inches Then just Babe Ruth Or Willie Mays it If it’s a game of rules Then bend them
of Mary when she said to the angel; be it unto me according to your will When I look at you I see the dedication and commitment of the Moabites ruth who
some gonna miss the cruise ship Am I selfish, for me putting me first, I been off of that crew shit I don't bang so it's no gang, I leave the beef Ruth
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