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#2:  It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1:  Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:

summer soul days

I think I'll take my baby for a ride down the back road
Out in the country where the summer winds blow
Over by the river there's

Haha, it's gon' be alright
When I was comin' up I knew my future was bright (yuh)
You know why? 'Cause I've got that flow that makes me glow
I'm the best

on love, yeah, it could be the drugs, yeah
Gettin' it in, I'm a hood baby, maybe that's what it was

Bitch I could get down, you know what I does
My dead

Just heard my dawg voice he
Goin hard in that Pin (Dawg)
Ion fuck on friends I give em
Hugs on the way in (Oohohoo)
I'm conley I be? We don't fuck

nothin'
Boy get your feet off my motherfuckin' sofa
He point the blicky, but he gonna bluff it
Niggas know 'round my way get ugly
Them two Conley Road

Top Notch

Lil' Boosie

Superbad: The Return of Boosie Bad Azz [Clean]

2009

Ol' lady cross the street like "ain't that conley boy"
"That boy be on TV too, ain't that the same boy" (yea)
Fillin' even better when I look in

tellin' (Yeah)
Put that on Zalea Navaya (My baby)
Posted in the hood 'til my days got better (Yeah)
Killers, they with me, they ready whenever
Bad thick

oohooh
Your baby mother she a fan
Yea she know who I am
Ooh oohooh
I be running up them bands
Racks all in my pants
Ooooh oohooh
Your baby mother she a fan

1234

sweet soul music by arthur conley

do you like good music

yeah yeah

that sweet soul music

yeah yeah

just as long as it's swinging

joking
Must be running bants
Dun know snout gang man are veteran
Can't touch George my g cause that's haram
Fresh out the slammer
Out the can
Man might

of walking went and I bought me wraith
These niggas be fake and act real to your face
Gotta be on the move by yourself
They gone tell on that case
No I'm not

All By My Lonely

young thug/artist/lil keed

Keed Talk to 'Em

2018

dip out there all by my lonely I dont need no nigga I spaz
Oh yeah, this a new bankroll
Oh yeah, talkin' bout the shit you can't fold
Oh yeah, I'm

But you probably gonna tell me that i be tripping
I feel like all my niggas want you
Can’t even bring you round the homies
What’s it gonn’ take for you

by the way that I step that I know I'm the man
Cuz I hopped on this shit and I did it again
I just drop to my knees and I'm sayin amen
I'm the uno,

fight, it had to be done
Now he like 1, 2, Way Back
All that talk, nigga sound like ADAT
young OG but I talk Dondadda
gone Assata, then pop my collar
Call

Just got my fresh fade, check out my line
Ol' lady cross the street like "ain't that conley boy"
"That boy be on TV too, ain't that the same boy" (yea)

Would that be progress? I doubt

Somethin' is fishy, somethin' is botherin' me
I just can't figure it out
Somethin' right under my tongue
I can't speak it

water
Port Art' (Port Art')
Port Arthur
Baby got that water

I thought I found love 'til my girl in Nederland said that she don't need a man
I say,

RiRi

Young Thug

JEFFERY

2016

the same shit"
The niggas just told these girls that he do it all by himself
It's crazy, cray-cray, I did though, you know what I'm sayin'?
With a golden

that they mad
But don't know what it took
I can't be cussing on none 
Of these beats
They know my name 
I don't have to repeat
I ain't got time to be

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

That this is all a fact

So let me tell you
My great tale
Sit tight, be merry
Drink your ale

Let Alysoun
Regale you with her song

Centuries ago
In

like no one needed me but now I see I'm needed
And I love you it's just you and me
Now listen baby you can tell by the sound that I don't know how