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anthem
I pour to this, yea, ooo fill my cup to this
Puna boy anthem
From the spot where the hustlers
And all of the bangers be
If you understand then you

Melodies and Memories
 2019 B. Merritt, J. Merritt & P. Fulham

Verse 1
me ‘n the band keep that bus between the lines
snowcaps to bluebonnets I love

Listen to me baby
I've been tellin' myself
Size doesn't matter
(It don't matter no baby)
And that it's not the bat that you swing
It's the swing in

purpose, revelation, and correction 

Be a right fielder  (Day)

Daily 

Jesus is the Heir & Judge 

Like the Yankee

Jesus is real 

Have faith 

The angels

To another time and place
And I'd be right there with him
With a big smile on my face
He never had a band
Or tried to be a star
But he was sure my hero
When he

like Drake
These niggas rap, they be fake when I spit down y'all block, but don't try to be brave
Team full of shooters, you dissin' on me, they gon'

and share
(chorus)
My wedding band of sand 
My wedding band of sand
gone with the tide
he will be by my side
but if i put my hand in the sea
then he will come

some bands its big bag
Ain't no coupe spin the block in a minivan
Wanna talk all your shit boy let's get it than
Met some niggas in town like "i been

don't like that
Im bout the action, you pussy, you cap
I spend a band and get it right back
I spend a band and get 3 more racks
He can run up and try us,

I Am the Bullgod

Kid Rock

Fox Sports Presents: Game Time!

1999

like a train I roll hard lettin' off much steam
In the cut-off flanel and the dusty jeans, baby
I never was cool with James Dean, but I be hangin'

(JT, you a fool for this one, nigga)
Big bounce, on my cardio
Pumpin' gas, no narco
I be ridin' fast like Mario
Countin' up blue bands
Block

Boy Anthem
Puna boy anthem
I pour to this, yea, ooo fill my cup to this
Puna boy anthem

From the spot where the hustlers
And all of the bangers be
If

First I Look at the Purse

J. Geils Band

Must of Got Lost

1995

First I Look at the Purse
by the J. Geils Band
Some fellas look at the eyes
Some fellas look at the nose
Some fellas look at the size
Some

like Osama man
Y'all ain't even touch 10 racks talking 100 bands
I just filled up my pants did my money dance
Broke boy wilding on the gram he don't

KJ Smooth, it's KJ Smooth I'm KJ Smooth, bitch, I'm KJ Smooth
Can't be thankin' with my dick, no, I can't link with you
You can't bring no bands up

That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by

ching
You a bad shawty pin you down
Put you in a ring ring
Get dolled up nails done by ling ling
We only going up like a swing swing
Baby you drive me

girl
Came to the city at 3
Cos her parents wanted to see
What their sons and daughters could be
By getting degrees they wouldn’t get in their Motherland

and bro fed his
Had a dream like MLK that feds let a young nigga beef
She bad, she can't be bae cah bands make her dance like Juicy J
She made for

Music Man

Marley Marl

Marley Marl's House of Hits

1995

Muuuuuuuusic!
	The music man (Repeat 4x)
I am the man, but I'm not the one with the can in his hand
I'm down with a different kind of street band

do the drill all by myself ion need no friends
Bitch im with lil Yay we shooting shit just like its nba
lil 5ive be marching band he coming through

the dead
And the spirit's unclean
Refreshing your purpose
We be the push by any means
Sharpened like a trust fall for all to see
Hey look at me I been in

Slide to the crib like I'm giving eviction
I got some wings and I fly like a pigeon
Spread my wings and fly, nah
It be by my side, yeah
And I'm rocking

All the long lived nights
That we spent
She been chosen
By all the lames
In the streets
We be going
Up way on a swing
I be knowing
She'd Lie to me