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a bondsman and a part time agent And he said that he would make me a star He said, "You don't have to be that good To make it out in Hollywood You just
business again I knew I needed representation, I found it one night in a bar, He was a bondsman and a part time agent, He said that he could make me a star,
and move on True happiness is not acquired and you won't find it for sale Unless you're in jail and trying to get a bail bondsman to go on and post that
Starks sharks!" Smack the jail bails bondsman strength of eighteen bronze men Tall like Karl Malone "Mailman", frame of Larry Johnson Tony Montana
side and tell me boy Is the milky way that far? is the universe really expanding? Tell me who you are? I am a bondsman - a poor man I am a ghettoman - I
and tell me boy Is the milky way that far? Is the universe really expanding? Tell me who you are? I am a bondsman, a poor man I am a ghetto man, I am
drive, And if you driving, give me a ride to a bail bondsman, Power to the people, and if you don't have Power, pay your fucking bills, you know"
and fault lines to fill the hours of the days There are ways to buy trouble but a bail bondsman finds friends in jail Time to leave now, time to pack up all
bondsman’s Wet dream Felons walk freely And call each other Jive turkeys Before retreating to background Poker chips Shimmy across Felt green tables
of the clan For eternity This trial of position You're found wanting I wouldn't claim you as my bondsman Coward Flee Trueborn Successive generations Stronger
a bondsman But keep'em dancin Like Bob Johnson who da hell is that in that fancy car Tell yo mama I'ma ghetto superstar Lil Buddy whatcha want Some violent
small waist, put 'em in a small place And if it ain't no ass where I'm at, then I'm in the wrong place Bail like a bondsman, but keep 'em dancin' Got
the bondsman's Then i want a plate Cuzz this shit im eating It come from the State I dont want a Break I want chocolate cake But if you bond me out I take you
the wrong place Bail like a bondsman, but keep 'em dancin Got pop potential, stay black like Bob Johnson Who the hell is that in that fancy car? Tell yo'
the bail-bondsman Bitch I had the juice for momma got that sippy-cup I been fly down to the socks don't keep my zipper up I got zips I upped the price on all you lil
you're the only one that's mine The bondsman came to my door Early the next day, he said "I come lookin' for your brother You don't know what kind
you're the only one that's mine The bondsman came to my door Early the next day, he said "I come lookin' for your brother You don't know what kind
goin' in and Bail bondsman and the lawyer retarded gon' Getchu lost a hundred racks Jacked by the plug they goin' in it This one goes out to my niggas in
the thick mil Not a Boney M I'm signing a deal with the bondsman I'm pulling off from this bitch Like I'm James Bond man I got the bonds You got the grand
finna sit in no County, hey Call up a good bail bondsman, rah! Know he got money in property, rah! I ain't gone play with you niggas I ain't gone
Today I escape from they plots and all they thought Off course All my verbs These proverbs don't help Yo all these Bondsman's With they hands Just point
Bondsman's for dey book me Free my bbz choppa city deadly bx Catch up wit us Free mg I'm on top dat graveyard & Bx I'm bootin up You can't dodge da whole 60
and you're sitting on the phone like an accomplice Wifi on the flight, face timing with the bondsman And I'm my brother keeper so my Expedia clicking Bill
On flowers for the woman who I've let down yet again And all I gave my bail bondsman to get out of the pen I've been throwing my money away I've been throwing
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