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gotta give the crew neck (Okay) And the hits keep coming dog Like a nigga saved a preset Fifteenth then the Thirtieth Fifteenth then the Thirtieth
on your thirtieth birthday I'll make the wish for you and I'll hope that it comes true We got to play through childhood games We rode our bikes all day
We met on November eighteenth so innocent (Innocent) Ended the night of (Of) December thirtieth Nothing good ever happens (Happens) That’s what you
One one, thirty thirty One over one like thirty thirty I turned thirty on the thirtieth, I'm flirty flirty Brick city, born and raised, I'm from
with it I suppose it's just how it goes After your thirtieth You want to believe you can be anyone But it's pretty obvious Out of the abyss And into
I get that check on the mufuckin' thirtieth Fill up my cup and you know it's that dirty shit I took his bitch cause you know she the flirtiest Hop in
a bird From the first until the thirtieth I've been journeying Ride suburban Smooth like Persian Don't feel turbulence I'm the wordiest Fight my wordiness
Then they started to take back their clothes Hang 'em on the line It was January the thirtieth And everybody was feelin' fine That next day
that everything will soon be lost (His name is Jesse) [Repeat x4] Now break down Vote Vote Everybody get out and vote The thirtieth day,
that everything will soon be lost (His name is Jesse) [Repeat x4] Now break down Vote Vote Everybody get out and vote The thirtieth day,
to take back their clothes Hang 'em on the line It was January the thirtieth And everybody was feelin' fine The next day, everybody got up Seein' if
that everything will soon be lost (His name is Jesse) [Repeat x4] Now break down Vote Vote Everybody get out and vote The thirtieth day,
So I might slap you like a pimp, my chef is cookin' shrimp The haters tryna' knock me off my throne But they can't do it it's like the thirtieth
started to take back their clothes, Hang 'em on the line. It was January the thirtieth And everybody was feelin' fine. The next day everybody got up Seein'
back their clothes Hang 'em on the line It was January the thirtieth And everybody was feelin' fine The next day, everybody got up Seein' if the clothes
On April the thirtieth nineteen thirty-three Upon the streets of Wilder They shot him brave and free They shot my darling father He fell upon
done before Alone and bored on a thirtieth-century night Will I see you on The Price Is Right? Will I cry? Will I smile? As you run down the aisle?
done before Alone and bored on a thirtieth-century night Will I see you on The Price Is Right? Will I cry? Will I smile? As you run down the aisle?
Stretch died I just got out of his ride He dropped me off and drove to Springfield November thirtieth, another Queens king killed It fucked me up, y'all
Alone and bored on a thirtieth century night. Will I see you on the Price is Right? Will I cry, will I smile? As you run, down the aisle. It's all been
that everything will soon be lost (His name is Jesse) [Repeat x4] Now break down Vote Vote Everybody get out and vote The thirtieth day,
I'm sittin' in Chicago on the thirtieth floor Lookin' down on the city below My heart is cold as the wind through the streets And outside it's
to me ?My name is Joy Friend. I'm thirty and I was born on the thirtieth of the second sixty. I work as an accountant and my dream job would be
The first until the fucking thirtieth, baby It ain't a place a nigga can't go One Umbrella, that's the fucking gang though Had to imprint it on the chain
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