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Albums:

Manage the Damage (Jimmy Somerville) · Manage the Damage [Australia Bonus Tracks] (Jimmy Somerville) · Manage the Damage [UK Bonus Track] (Jimmy Somerville) · Les Trois Cloches [Sony] (Les Compagnons de la Chanson) · Ménage À Trois - Partie 1 (Andrade) · Mènage a Trois [Clean] (Baby Bash) · Mènage a Trois (Baby Bash) · Mirage a Trois/Club Nocturne (Yellowjackets) · 25 Souvenirs d'Or: Les Trois Cloches (Les Compagnons de la Chanson) · Les Trois Cloches [Excalibur] (Les Compagnons de la Chanson) – and 90 other albums »


I could take the pitchfork from the devil
Keep a super suit like I’m incredible
From the deep, blue sea to the dark, blue sky
I’m the baddest man
down, airing out the ride
got a loaded 45 inside
that keep for protection when I'm riding by
My Smith and Wesson got a scope too
and I may have caught
my head, we're acting shallow but the situations deep. Momentary pleasure's got me feelin all tongue weak
Side by side lie on your back flat like
my head, we're acting shallow but the situations deep. Momentary pleasure's got me feelin all tongue weak
Side by side lie on your back flat like
my head, we're acting shallow but the situations deep. Momentary pleasure's got me feelin all tongue weak
Side by side lie on your back flat like
flossin'
Hundred bands every time I walk in
If you keep it trill you'll get a blessing for it
Deep down in the trenches with that Wesson on me
My mama,
homies kinda deep
Somking on a thai stick feeling kinda hight wit
Ya passenger seat occupied by a fly bitch
Rolling in ya lo-lo
Cut list all ya MCs
personal, we didn't finish the job. 
Ménage à trois.
We kill niggas wit' they dick hard.
They got me lookin' at the letta stuff. 
Why the fuck they left
no game is that deep
I peep but all I ever see was a sea of leporsy
Drowin my brown skin, sold to cleverly
Adapt, ASAP was my modus op'
It was me,
go Jungle eyes red
Looking for trouble
And that's Nas dancing with dimes
But who's his manage
The imperial thug
Is cold deep grand wiz
We taking
n****z like a bid 
The prosecutor, runnin' up in your crib 
Do your dirt, I do my dirt all by my lonely 
It's only me, and the gat that's holdin' me
And that's Nas dancing with dimes
But who's his manage
The imperial thug
Is cold deep grand wiz
We taking honeys' to the crib tonight
Guarantee we gon' get up
trying to live lavage
I'm sick of living life broke on the edge, and trying to manage
You got my brother in the Penn, for three with a L
You happy thinking
go Jungle eyes red
Looking for trouble
And that's Nas dancing with dimes
But who's his manage
The imperial thug
Is cold deep grand wiz
We taking
go Jungle eyes red
Looking for trouble
And that's Nas dancing with dimes
But who's his manage
The imperial thug
Is cold deep grand wiz
We taking
go Jungle eyes red
Looking for trouble
And that's Nas dancing with dimes
But who's his manage
The imperial thug
Is cold deep grand wiz
We taking
go Jungle eyes red
Looking for trouble
And that's Nas dancing with dimes
But who's his manage
The imperial thug
Is cold deep grand wiz
We taking
go Jungle eyes red
Looking for trouble
And that's Nas dancing with dimes
But who's his manage
The imperial thug
Is cold deep grand wiz
We taking
go Jungle eyes red
Looking for trouble
And that's Nas dancing with dimes
But who's his manage
The imperial thug
Is cold deep grand wiz
We taking
go Jungle eyes red
Looking for trouble
And that's Nas dancing with dimes
But who's his manage
The imperial thug
Is cold deep grand wiz
We taking
go Jungle eyes red
Looking for trouble
And that's Nas dancing with dimes
But who's his manage
The imperial thug
Is cold deep grand wiz
We taking
go Jungle eyes red
Looking for trouble
And that's Nas dancing with dimes
But who's his manage
The imperial thug
Is cold deep grand wiz
We taking
go Jungle eyes red
Looking for trouble
And that's Nas dancing with dimes
But who's his manage
The imperial thug
Is cold deep grand wiz
We taking
the city of the mo
Man tho I'm a pisces its the tales of a scorpio
I wear Polo or maybe Isod
You pick the paradise its really by the bank wad

-Equipto
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