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Long hair, you're such a beauty.
Beefcake, you're a real man.
Do you like the taste of shit?
All this bosh doesn't let you make a choice.
Let them

Columbine these hoes
I hear the slick shit, bitch, you washed
All you hoes cryin’ Christopher Bosh

Bang, my shit bang, it bang bang
Bang, my shit bang, it

Columbine these hoes
I hear the slick shit, bitch you washed
All you hoes cryin’, Christopher Bosh

Bang my shit bang, it bang bang
B-B-Bang my shit bang it

of fame
Gotta listen whenever they call my name
Gotta watch who you trust they ain't all the same
My God
The boy got bars
The boy got sauce
Ball like Bosh

spark of a gloss, he tries to fix all the Bosh, I wish the glosh is able to hide his bosh

Bang bang! the gang now hail
And greet you! Dang
Bang bang now

Them, us, me, you

I went right up in a spaceship
I saw it all from up high
The stars and the planets of creation
That light up the night sky

I sailed

finna blow,
Ya,
Booty clappin like an applause,
Shoot all night Chris Bosh,
Call me Daniel Tosh,
A comedian when im lost,
Lost,
Lost,
Lost,

I swear you

on my face

Don't believe in equality
Erupt your destiny

Kill the race
Smile on my face
Kill the race
Smile on my face

Don't believe in bosh and lies
We

wristwatch
All these haters talking, I don't care about that bitch bosh
All my fans be jumping, yeah I'm thinking that they crisscross

You know that I be

the city, Maybach Rick Ross
Then we hit the bed, all heat Chris Bosh
Get nasty baby
Don't need rubber, no safety
Fuck these hoes
I'm crazy over you
I love

TEAM

Beam

Magic & Bird

2017

still gang, gang
Wade, Bosh, James
All aboard the ship, we just want the chip, chip
That's the way we ball, it's that little flip, flip
Last supper

when the heat comes Chris bosh
All this time ticking on my wristwatch
I ain't got time to waste no time
that's why I stay on my grind
And the Lord stay

2012 Chris Bosh
All in my bag
Seeing clear through a zip lock
Living in the fast lane
Tryina beat the shot clock
Go and get the money
Til the day the see

Nothing Like L.A.

Ice Cube

I Am the West

2010

time you walk by you get my inspection
All you gotta do now is make your selection
And it won't be hard to win this election

[Chorus]

I done been

your set for the bitches the bitches and the thugs
For the bitches and the thugs ball hard LeBron Wade
Bosh and Carmelo all rolled in one escolator flow

grindin' still
Lookin' down at my neck, see, I done caught a chill

Young, sittin' on the block where all these dreams got real
Bam, bringin' all the heat

they be on
I’m in the sun with aviators
I’m my favorite song, I came to ball
And aim at y’all
You know the semi-automatic with no safety on
Alright? Bow

Niggas broke, can't fix y'all
Number one like Chris Bosh
If I send them niggas, swear to God they will not miss y'all

Yeah, I knew that I should never

Take all words away 
Let me see your gaze 
That you had on me
Once again, the only thing I knew passed away

Party lights, you close your eyes 

watch this show
Plot thick Been sick gotta toxic flow
Never boxed in but I Gotta mosh pit flow
Never lost no Chris can't botch (Bosh) this though
This all

Bosh
Come on England
It's coming home
Let's do it for the pie and mash
3 Lions, come on, boys
It's Phil Foden and it hits the post
What a great

Boo Bosh
Then boo bosh again
It’s the Boo bush three
It’s the Boo bush men
Big bully in the back of this dirty Benz
Call it that cause it’s holding

Glee, put me up on Mars thinkin' bout times I beat it out the, what
Beat it out the car, or hop out, have him runnin' far
And free all my niggas locked

know how so profound
Who cares what they be on
I'm in the sun with aviators on
My favorite song, I came to ball
And aim at y'all
You know