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cum from your asshole, bitch

Eat ass like some caviar
Words so sweet call em' candy bars
Vagabond up in Agrabah
Just some cutthroats, go fool retard

they fall
It’s last call for a bar brawl
Johnny if you knew him was a real mean cat
He had a greasy pompadour and was covered in tats
There were only two

juke box)
So I can drink with some sad songs (sad songs)
All night long (all night long)
Last call at the bar, I been going off
Sip strong, money long

(Yeah)
Blue verses red 
All for the check 
We are the best
No need to stress
Call me T-bar 
Stick out my chest
Movin like heck
She wanna flex
Blue

I say Anita my lover
African queen smell like Ganja
She like me, Call me bar man (Bar)
Yah, Yah

I say Anita my lover
African queen smell like Ganja

you're all alone
And I bet you wish I'd come over
But I'm going nowhere
It's last call at the bar, and I'm all alone
In a couple of minutes, you might blow

you're all alone
And I bet you wish I'd come over
But I'm going nowhere
It's last call at the bar, and I'm all alone
In a couple of minutes, you might blow

I put food in a pot and make it vanish. You can call it magic
Got bars put away in the loft that came down from the attic
I put food in a pot

call in this bar it's time to leave

Rivers running down your weeping weary face 
lighting strike me down if I don't leave this place
something simple

She said, "Give me a tall boy
I been working too long, boy
Yeah, and what's a gal gotta
Do to get some booze?
And y'all call this a bar, boy?"
Oh,

I'm young and hopeful
To not crash like pro tools, you should know I'm soul-food, for real
Real talk, I'm the one they call when they want bars
Showing

things they call me reaper
Bars are so cold they need to get a big heater
Bitches like a Señorita
Call me flash i have a cheetah
I be driving in a foreign

You can call me Griffin Bars
Beefin with the feds
Got me caught up in a jamb
No I don't rock with nuns
All my girls go ham
Got two twin glocks
And they

I don't give fuck who you think are
I am a trap nigga I am trap star
My flow so sweet call em candy bars
We don't pray for Love but we pray for cars

Hats off ladies and gentlemen
Bitch your love hit like a taser
Late-night call elevator
Hotel bar a minute later
Hold on I'm calling the waiter
Light

Cash money AP

Friday bitch (Friday bitch)
That died out (two calls)
Running mills (mills)
Watch me fly bars (fly em good)
Accolade (acco)
Two calls

Deja Vu

J. Cole

4 Your Eyez Only

2016

motherfuckin' hood up, it's the weekend
Drop that, back that ass up and bitches get to freaking
Last call at the bar ladies get a drink, nigga get some balls

slicker
Say I hope he know deals
Check out my skills, you can call me

Burglar bars, burglar bars
Hustlin through my burglar bars
Grams for you young niggas

Effizy make me rent car
Bring ur nails I go paint am cos

Alert don enter... waiter waiter
Alert don enter... call me the bar man
Alert don enter... call

Let my dick hang cuz I go hard 
Told that bitch to leave send a post card 
Expensive ass xans call em gold bars 
Now yo bitch tryna be my girl 
I got

calls us home?
Bar lights
Street fights 
The ancient remnants of broken down neon signs
Pointing the way towards tomorrow
And a way out of here 

It's

disappear
'Cause it ain't too hard to tell
Yeah, I think she's somebody to somebody else

I've been a girl's last call when the bar's closing down
I've

I like that Xay Xay
I'm in chill mode (Chill mode)
Call of duty with the bars
I'm in kill mode (Kill mode)
It's good, kicking balls
Like a field goal

On A Napkin
Last Call At The Bar
We Deserve To Fight For Everyone
For All That We've Lost
For All That We Are

Tools Thrown Down Now
Rust In The Dirt
Where's