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middlemen need Ritalin
Hit me with the full tin of
Gin and I'm a kid again
Keep the bong lightin' straight
Through the song writin'
The Supervillain AKA

Like a Pimp

Busta Rhymes

MTA2: Baptized in Dirty Water

2003

girls get down on the floor, on the floor
Make them girls get down on the floor, on the floor

By the time I hit the door I saw hoes on the floor

Victory! (Come Forward)

Brother Ali

Shadows on the Sun

2004

probably make you strip to your thong
Dissin your song and feel you mouth to fist when you yawn
Nibblin on a rapper till the gristle is gone
I stand

bad boys of '89
Picture J Lo in a thong, haha, okay, I'm wrong
But señorita's so hot, it make me want to write a song
Skin tone of Nia Long, it got

And she warmed up
You got a side bitch, nigga 'cause your main ain't coming home
I got her in that zone, she outta her thongs
Now what is this? My nigga

thong
Made me write this song (ooh-whoa, whoa, whoa)
I know you not gon' walk by me
Without some conversation, I'm waitin'
I been patient to make

along
Everybody wanna rap now and try to make a song
And every time the song on
Shawty show her thong right
She whispered in my ear like
“Kage it’s gonna

place
Song slaughter and thong water were commonplace
Ike beats I abominate while I ramen ate
Oooooooh, is what the homie Skor would commentate
While we

open fire like automatic weapons
I been gone, this my new theme song
After I'm done this got my girl waiting for me in a thong
Do I belong in a freezer

She’s my Marceline
She’s a bad thang
Did I mention that she’s bi
And she’ll take me by the hand then she’ll take my life

She’s always outa

long it took to put on
You know what you did to me when you had put on them red thongs
You know what you did to me when you start singing all my songs

in her thong she was singing my song
Shawty on me bout how big my chain is
By the way, I don't know what you name is

What your name is
What your name

Too many scars from the past left me alone
So now I'm trapping by myself I can't go back home
But now these bitches carry flags I don't answer phones

song you'll be rockin a thong and you'll be ready for the gauntlet

I keep thinking 'bout the island daze
Getting over served on excelsior bay
One more

the truth. Hop in the booth. Got me a loop to drop testimony on. Shaky navigation, but I found my way through every song. Patience and a smile that’ll make

damn songs (Sixaz)
Get freaky for me take off your damn thong (Off)
Fuck you real good with all of my chains on (Ice)
Get you Louis Fendi Prada like

like Tiger
I'm her nigga, I'm her mister
Upgraded dick, now she about to go long
Now lemme chill
Now baby girl this ain't one of them songs
I wanna get

sing a couple songs
Then we gone hit the bedroom
Pull aside that thong
Like uh
Going wrong
I'm the man of the hour
Get up on the fucking mic
Freestyle I

I can tell you're indecisive, let me show you
What it is
Heart been bit by many vipers
To give to you is trifling
Woah wait a minute fast forward

no
And there she goes
Her little middle wiggles from side to side and
There she goes
Quite a site to remember her by
There she goes
Another unknown

same sign Favorite color,
What you like, what you despise what you like in a lover
Favorite song, favorite food, what's your favorite thong
Braw size,

on
He like when I put that shit on
Put that shit on
Dripping hard as hell I put it on
She pulling up t-shirt and thongs
Legs to yo head sex to my songs

I just want to be a rockstar, yeah
I was raised by them rastas, yeah
We still ducking from them cop cars, yeah
Off a pill I go off to Mars, yeah

Pulling up to the diamond cabaret
We smoking J's, with my boy Sway
Poppin' bands by the hunnids
We sippin' on the juice with that clear blue Bombay