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Fortis Green

Dave Davies

Bug [Video]

2005

rolled up to the knees
Walking by the sea, full of dreams, eating ice cream
Grandma's burnt her cheeks getting brown, turn her over
Fortis Green,

Yeah
Aye it's lah Boomy baby
Finna come on this bitch like Chris Brown
Do do do do dooo
Heh
Aye
Hold up
Shawty do her own shit
Very independent

to the thing like fiancés
Fuel by the way that they think can stop may
(Wait)
Let's go deep in the water
My bro calls me Jaws
I attack when the track plays
(Nah

I’m Poseidon woah woah
Diamonds straight from Houston sing like Whitney woah woah
And I got this shit from cooking
In the kitchen woah woah
Hadda pull

Relax

Das Racist

Relax

2011

bass in jam bands up at Wesleyan
See me at a poetry slam in like '97
Singing classic numbers by Otis Redding
Totally shredding
Hoping you get it,

bullets and I'm shooting more

Call me Chris Brown cuz you know ima Run it
On my way to the top like a bunnet
You eating so good I can tell your stromach
I

the sauce
In the kitchen with this chicken filling up the pot
This plate of chicken curry make you drop it like its hot
Back when I was younger all they saw

all in my head
so why am I running from
my own damn silhouette
 
okay, here I go again on the kitchen floor
surrounded by a life I just can't afford

at war
Mama want me baptized
Swimmin' in the blood shore
Shut down schools to open
Guns and drug stores
Seems like the floor gotta flourish
When I'm

going (Yay)

I believe in, I'm Beliebin'
On this beat and
Yeah Kees said I'm seizin'
If you see me cookin'
In the kitchen
In the uh- call me The Seasonin'

My Life

Meek Mill

Dream Chasers, Vol. 3

2014

choppa have nigga dancing like he Bobby Brown
I'm well-respected in my city, even out of town
And don't ever tuck my chain
Nigga, how that sound? How

let them live it
Cause he when comes your gonna give a sentence
Don't be late for repentance
Cooking in the kitchen
Wrong thing get stirred
Faith come

gonna tell you a story
of some kind of a breakfast conspiracy
breakfast in bed, sir?
breakfast in bed, sir?
ah, no thanks, not today
in fact, I'd far

love with the plug now she making sells 
She make the trap do numbers and we breaking records 
She in the kitchen with the Pyrex and she got the scales

and grinning
I'm spewing up and spinning,
It's billiousness as usual in my corner of the kitchen.
Hey you, lose that friend, before we go anywhere
What? Someone

Duplex to nice cul de sac
I don't take it for granted
Growing up impressed by kitchen islands made of granite
Or was it marble
First pack I stole was

to get by
No money in my pocket but I was still fly
Curled to my neck but I got respect
And now I stack fat sacks and ride around in a Lex
And oh my

and yo bitch French kissin

Bakers Man, I'm always whippin
Bakers Man, I'm always whippin
On the stove 
Or in the kitchen
You know I'm counting digits

single for a year
I ain't crying no more tears
Leaving Seguin in the rear
Look at me now, I'm not Chris Brown
Cause I'm making hits, the kind that makes my

The departure from my old life
Headed to the bright lights
Arena filled shows
6 figures wit my folks
I'm underpaid
Lookin for the max payday
I put in

I ever knew Cardi was mine (Wow)
I'ma Takeoff, and dip on a bitch (Dip!)
Hit the blunt, and I feel like a glitch
Fuckin' on a brown girl no Chris

the price go up when they hit the town
Blood on the dough, I'm going to war for it
And I got junkies at the door, and I got chickens in the kitchens
I got

and disgusted
These diamonds been dancing
Chris brown when I'm stunting
Amari and Louie
U never in Gucci
Still rocking thatTruey
U niggas is fluey
I linked wit

your stomach
Then i go 6 rounds with your woman
She think i'm Chris Brown tell her run it
You know what it is
No remote i'm controlling your chick
I have