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Ooo, ooo, she’s a little bit angel, whole lotta outlaw
I met her by that neon sign, in that downtown bar
I know she means trouble got me red and blue

Truly Yours

Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

Road to the Riches

1989

to stae 
By the way, guess who made his license plates 
Thought I was finished, down, going through the blues 
Here's a hundred dollars, go buy some new

the kettle on and tell me
Are you a friend of the devil or type to get offended by him?
I been thinkin' thoughts like is it wrong
If I wish I was a little more

collar
Fuck on yo milf and I ice out her daughter
Talk to me nice cuz yo money a toddler
Heat by my ice so I drip when I walk it
Meet with the bosses,

another hot day in Carolina
And that's why they still throwin' shade
When we walk by the kids
They like 'Who dat mama? Marley Ranks'
Ralph Lauren my cologne

I could never need em
Keep so many blue faces on me, you would think I'm Bleed em
Heavy lifting all these damn pounds think I need a breather 

Ever

Hillwood Hustlaz

South Park Mexican

The 3rd Wish: To Rock the World [Explicit]

2009

and the bote
Ponte quidao
Bow wow wow
Soy el mujado de sulda Hustletown
Blue and White Porche 
Sixty thousand dolla horse
At my ranch where my butt naked

downhill with a bullet
This ramblin' and rovin' has taken its course
I'm grazing with the dinosaurs and the dear old horses
And the city streets crack

Now that are times I know when all you see are cars
Just swerving by, the headlight's blue
And right above your head, there's fields of stars 
Just

autumn night
With her peaches and her blues
And the fire by the riverside
And our nothing to lose

Hey, whuddya say?
Let's just have us a look around
We

Scottie Pippen

This a proposition, yeah, we goin' full throttle
Roof crisp, blue strips, and paint drips out the cobble
This just that little side dish

Said "if you really want to dance boy I'll tell you where you can start"

Start by ordering me a couple of shots
And a whiskey and coke on the rocks
That

freak
Cause I know you like I know a puzzle
Her little nieces got the pieces to distort ya hustle
You like a Russell, without the Simmons
Hard, full

dozen machetes bought from flea markets silently run by the fruiterers, silently run by the butchers, silently run by farmers, silently run by the blue

3rd Period: New Friend Request

Gym Class Heroes

As Cruel as School Children [Bonus CD]

2006

I remember when I first laid eyes on you
My man Tom introduced us
But I was too shy to say "Hi"
When I finally built up enough nerve to drop

Well grandaddy was a hillbilly scholar, 
blue collar of a man...
He came from the school 
where you didn't need nothin' if you couldn't make it

What is underneath, what is underneath that mask 
Lips are painted blue, brows covered in black
Hands off
Oranges in line, horses on command

Movin' out to the old Thompson farm
Forty acres and a big red barn
For horses and hay... someday

I'll plant a rosebush by the drive
So I'll have

after no bitch, I'm no cheetah
Run up the racks like a meter
Feel like Tom Brady, I lead 'em
We sippin' wok by the liter, yeah
We sippin' wok by

The hypocrisy
Another tongue in cheek altar to Democracy
To help normalize the day to day atrocities
By the law of the land, as planned by the man upstairs

All I’m saying is that she poked and I poked right back
With a little more jack than a horse on crack
Next day at home with the wors on the rack
Knock

Crazy Mary with her painted blue veils
Cleo as a cat with silvery nails
Theda by the water, longing to whirl
And the skin of Maxine, white as a pearl

lifeless body arched over that poor little horse
It was hard to resist the urge to taste
He looked just like the strawberries i love so dearly
Real

to some ol' blues boogie
Sung by Stevie Ray
And I wanna get in it
Not just sit at the bar
Saint Peter won't you let me bring my guitar
Saint Peter won't you