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This the story of a project baby
Yung nigga with a glock no safety
Full house by the bunch no Brady
Mashed potatoes boy my life wasn’t gravy
Yea they

Got The Bottle Up And Gone

Sonny Boy Williamson II

The Roots of Led Zeppelin [Proper]

2009

Well, I don't run no fillin' station
I don't sell no gas
I done brought my problem
My burners heat too fast

You got the bottle up and gone
You

Got the Bottle Up and Gone

Sonny Boy Williamson I

Rainy Day Blues

1995

Well, I don't run no fillin' station
I don't sell no gas
I done brought my problem
My burners heat too fast

You got the bottle up and gone
You

or join

Whole county wide is a cut speed trap
It's a half inch of water and a Quikrete sack
Factory, gas station or join
Got your back in the corner,

the tall grass
Slowly the sound of roaring waves returned.  I rose.  
I returned to my station wagon with a wet face.
Extravagant solitude invigorates.

I

station I could find was church choir music.

I walk back into the kitchen, and pour some boiling water
in a tin cup sitting up upside down under the sink.

everything is near the end of the month
The crying the final citation
Ruin it for me
I stand on the grey bottle cover
But then you complain when you cut up

Cold Water

Tom Waits

Mule Variations

1999

water, with the cold

Well, the police at the station and they don't look friendly
Well, they don't look friendly, well they don't look friendly
Police

stop yet 

My group come together just like a project
Project project 

I'll be shooting off just like a rocket 
Always chasing money look

Papers with the 8th/

I'm smoking like the rastas/

I'm getting money like the mobsters/

No more flying paper planes/

All throughout the Harlem projects

blind to my vision but they see it now

So deep I drowned, the waters I traversed lonely
At war with myself I knew nobody would be around
Learning

and Jay dropped with Bey on the same day
Like Ether got Jay still feelin' some kind of way
Jay was in that water, like, "I'ma protect me"
With the helmet

Project Baby we grew up kinda crazy

You know I’m selling that lady the one came with the baby

Observe my surroundings if you look around we god

Oh, Mr. Friction

Was (Not Was)

Was (Not Was) [Expanded]

1981

Drink from bottle when I home alone
Spank the kids with a fork
Run the appliances high-speed all day
Switch stations every 5 seconds

We are

Okay, this is Sam
We want to hear a recap of this weekend
Like a play-by-play song of this project

What a crazy weekend, ain't gon' lie
Ain't got

all trashed
So I challenged myself and made us a task
Bottle us all into a lyrical flask
We all in our element but can't be classed
I should be working

Dollar after dollar see my gang about that gwala
Taught to flip it stack it spend it then repeat
Thats how they raised me
Bottle after bottle every

THE PROJECTS 

I WAS RAISED BY STREETS IODIZED DRUG DEALERS SOCIALIZE WITH KILLERS KEEP THAT TOOLY CAUSE IM HIM JUMPED IN THAT WATER HAD TO LEARN HOW TO SWIM

High like Colorado
Baby light the vibes for me
We going Picasso
Baby don't get shy for me
Pastels and a bottle
Hood niggas and models
Free night

teeth with purp codeine
I wash my face with bottled water
Drink champagne straight out the bottle
All my whips got superchargers
All my hoes are

Past due
Wolcott shit you know
Yeah
What would you do
If you wish you had a dollar but you didn't
Now you out collecting bottles for a slimmy nigga

Man, y'all niggas don't know me, let me finish my water
So much more to me, I feel like I oughta
Tell you all about the minority from the corner
Just

She gone lemme hit
Water on my wrist
Water on my neck
LSB Da set
All about a check
Bought a brand new tec
Pull up in a vette
Bet i get her wet
She

Nellyville

Nelly

Nellyville

2002

good at e'ry gas station, pull on up
Give me a half a ounce of that shit, fill it up
We got straws for the bottles, outlawed the cups
And we gon' make