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Library girl, that's your tag
Don't know if I'm your type but I'm the type that you attract
I wanna feel your glory
You're some fine territory
The type

Library girl, that's your tag
Don't know if I'm your type but I'm the type that you attract
I wanna feel your glory
You're some fine territory
The type

bonds
So when's the next time we goin' to the library
One on one, the lessons I consider fun
Two and two together, think we figured something
Our

tags
I would often help patrons find their quest in the aisles or at the card catalog
The Schertz Library is a different building now, multi-million



At the library
Books books 
Filled with books
Everyone is so quiet
Lets play tag 
Tag tag tag
Shout out to your friends 

Stop 
Listen to the Public Space Rangers

it in the pouring rain
Running the train, when it's hot or when it's cold out
How about up in the library on top of books?
But you can't be too loud

What's Your Fantasy

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it in the pouring rain
Running the train, when it's hot or when it's cold out
How about up in the library on top of books?
But you can't be too loud

Runnin the train 
When it's hot or when it's cold out
How 'bout in the library on top of books
But you can't be too loud
You wanna make a brother beg for

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body bagz Imma put you on the slab 
toe tagz body bagz throw yo ass up in a bag

Tag'em and bag'em and drag'em in to the underground
Collect preserve use

thots is ruthless
Get the bag and pop a couple tags
That's just how I do it
I'm just cruising with my bro's
Yeah we cooling four deep yeah
You know imma

the library on top of books
but you can't be too loud
you wanna make a brother beg for it
give me TLC 'cause you know I be too proud
we can do it in the white

the train when it's hot or cold out
how 'bout in the library on top of books
but you can't be too loud
you wanna make a brother beg for it
give me TLC 'cause

the bath

I'd cry in style
In my mothers arms
In danger
In libraries
In churches
In public

I'd cry in hotel lobbies
And supermarket aisles

I'd cry when I

toast once I tag in the coach
Though, even with Soccerbot, your humor ain't landing bro
That periscope's out of focus if he can't notice his damned

the sky
Paper tags on it, I'll spend it out
If it ain't Wock, I'll spit it out
Rolls went gold when kitted out
Got a few times, pick a route
Pull up with

A tome was taken from the library archive
Ancient and arcane-
Deciphered by no man alive
Even Ghenim confesses ‘he who cracks this
Shall be revered god

fries chicken wings with
Graffiti on the wall tag your name with
Nubian princesses
Dealing with the stresses
Boy's turn to men with tattoos on their

the intro-verse where I
Behead before the hook and claim the bodies for my hearse
Bodybag the beat and tag the feet, then lay them in the dirt, kick them

matters the most
Mommy and me moments
That we'll look back on

Snowball fights
And hot cocoa nights
Playing tag in the park
Reading library books
Go

better than I?

Aye my nigga LuLay got like 2 years left 

Told him hold head we gone meet on the steps 

Money on the books till it’s a library left

bitches
I use to bag in the kitchen
I use to brag bout these women
Look at my palms they itching
Next to the bag ain’t distant
She like my tags they glisten

for love in all the wrong places
Studious in the library, sunrise to sunset
Memorizing as many love languages as there are humans on this earth

shit to them
Waiting to toe tag you
Whoops, I’m back at it
God damn it, I’ve fucking had it
Too much wack shit
To even keep track of what I’ve been mad