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boutique, the flavors unique
Four-hundred a juice, a hundred a quarter (seven)
Shoppin' online, next day get the order
Chanel, her stroller, my one

of times, forgotten thanks to you
You only make me cry happy tears

I'm wearing your shoes
While you're at work
Your clothes in my room
Some tissues by

Goin' Down in Style

Robert Earl Keen, Jr.

The Live Album

1988

I left Houston, Texas on a Gulf Coast Hurricane
I was blown down by tornadoes, washed up by the rain
Well my pappy wasn't happy with me, he told me

tell if since he's still signed by Nike
That he's supposed to be happy
Through all the pain
Be happy
That's what they saying
Just be happy
Without a plan

like he seen a ghost but he ain't say nothing
Eyes wide shut like you looking at me
Window pain to the soul say they niggas happy
But the pictures

(Hundred thousand regrets)
(See these eyes at the end of my bed)
(They stare at me think they wanted me dead
One two three and I lost it
I think my

Fifty thousand my event, that's one hundred percent of the stadium sold out
They say "Wow, I'm happy for you"
But they never thought I'd do it
They would

soon
Told him we should film it at my desk by the Mac too
Hundred likes on my page
I’mma drop it this Sat. dude
A remix, favorite rapper
A song, called

fantasy
Still sinning with my sinners
It's a brand new year I say
Happy new year to my guys
Happy new year to everyone that has been by my side
When they

Analyze the Game

Too Short

Chase the Cat [Clean]

2001

she's a ho by nature
Takes one to know one fo' sho' I'm a player

She ain't really happy 'less she lickin' a dick
With a sucker-ass nigga that be trickin'

Staring through the window pain
Grated nerves, the happy face
Conflicting thoughts I can't express
An empty feeling, man possessed
I don't know why

I can't love myself, forgive myself a hundred times
I admit I was wrong, please let me make it right
I can't love myself, forgive myself a hundred

Play the game 4 quarters
Yeah I keep it one hundred
Real recognize real, recognize real
Real recognize real, real recognize real
Real recognize real,

I waited three hundred sixty five days
Head to the island 
Get lost in the waves 
Happy in Hatty
You can tell by the way
Smiling like Marley
While

by
Check the ashtray
Check my past tapes the flow sharp enough to lacerate
Come in contact wit ya neck and leave a happy face
That's somethin you gotta

Got a lotta new flames, still need 'em blue
Three hundred fifty thou', times that by two
New Dawn, no roof, I still see the sky
Peace to my

thirteen year old boobs
I'd hang out by the junior
High like my dad does

Tom: Hey
You know what I learned in fifth grade?
Mark: What's that
Your dad has

Slow-slow-slow-slow-slow
Slow-slow-slow-slow-slow slowsilver03

Why you itchy, why you sticky?
Why you sweating are you fine?
Judging by your stick
I

I grip my dripping cup 
In your moms white pickup truck 
Stuck to my seat I suck the breaths
In my weary lungs 

Hung like a portrait 
By the frame

Don't follow the rules you live by
I'm on different route bitch bye

I'ma young dream chaser shout to my haters
Because they still love us keeping it 100

I left Houston, Texas on a Gulf Coast Hurricane
I was blown down by tornadoes, washed up by the rain
Well, my pappy wasn't happy with me, he told me

Can you believe another year's gone by
A couple hundred chances just to see you and
I let them die
But today I feel much weaker than before

til it's gone 

ramble all night 
I know we be alright 
damn slow that time flies 
don't let it walk by 

Mr. medical headed up to level 2 
how

The Old Music Master

Jack Teagarden

Mercer Sings Mercer

2009

One night long ago by the light of the moon,
An old music master sat composing a tune,
His spirit was soaring and his heart full of joy,
When