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Tell me what it is to be beautiful, I'm trying my best to show,
I'm ready to take control.
Tell me what it is, 
Tell me how it feels to know.
Tell me

that bitch by four
Pain, everywhere I go I let it show
Pain, everywhere I go I let it show

making a bang, rich by December, i'm hitting the bank
Got a new whip, got candy paint, it's a game over, look at the fat woman singin'
Big bro got some

the pain
Bitch I'm Lord Dorakun
Meet me 101 let's see who gone stay true

Real shit
Burn through the bands on some real shit
Come up from the dark that's

Mustbe mi inspiring ah new life mi sure
Through mi show right path like dem nuh like d door
Every ghetto yute know seh we heart suh pure
Suh we get up

follow the moneys route
Big bands they gone call it just a dream
No new friends they gone all want a piece
They'll snake you fast yea they not what they

Been stacking like frito lay, two duffel bags and a briefcase
Trying to count it by hand we be thumbing through them bands in the H
In the H, run it

of y'all got a bag in safe
How many of y'all go to work every day
Got it in a shoe box by the stereo place and
Working on another spot that's gone be out

bitches!
Bank rolls out take the rubber bands off
And let the girls have fun
Keep the champagne popping!
Hey, hey! It's a celebration bitches!
Hey! It's

shit for clout cause they dry like a pile of hay
Ain't nothing new nigga
Ain't shit to do withcha
I'm pushing shit like van gogh or kanye
In the van

show speed
Buss down rollie avalanche kc3
They hatin but they really wanna be like me
Don't reach for my neck shootas put you on tha news
Oh thats ya

on you
This shit ain't nothing new
And I know you feel my pain
When you wake up everyday and you don't feel the same
It's like we in a maze
But we gotta

Wild Ones

Flo Rida

Wild Ones

Hey, I heard you were a wild one, ooh-ooh
If I took you home, it'd be a home run
Show me how you do
I wanna shut down the club with you
Hey, I

trippin
All my people leaving, I can't even open
I just throw my racks around make blue bands like the ocean
Heal my pain with money cuz my heart been stuck

When I was a young boy
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band
He said, "Son, when you grow up
Would you be the savior of the broken

My Own Parade

Mayday!

¡Mursday!

2014

(phone rings)
What's up girl?
Ya momma said it's time to come home to show her
How to put our new album up on her iPhone

And I clone billions

education

And I’m sure this will end up online
So I don’t want to diss anyone at
The American Academy, I’m sure it’s equal to
The Art Institute of Chicago by

Got the bands do the math 
It ain't worth it, do the task 
Gotta show it, drop the mask 
All the pain is in the past
Focus on whatever is gonna last

gives me carte blanche to
Show my white ass
(And she said) Aren't you afraid of being alone
(And I said) I got my band and I got the Ramones
(And she

winners cant look back

I've seen your stack its falling you can't say you wrap no bands
Got no dingers got no chingers
Tell me bro how you move so mad

This is all so out of hand
I hold to you by just a strand
Life like this is not my plan
You're makin' me a one-man band
What the hell you want from

pain and demon slayin, young goat like kid Cudi
Ay
Bitch soft niggas yall all wet
I'm upset
Ay
Keep the blade ready up on deck fuck a TEC
Ay
Guns in

her to my place
We blowin' up, real fate
Got a band that imma take and it's some bait
Keep it tucked like its a stick
And show em' up like never late

Curtains

Janet Jackson

Discipline

2008

Ah, you seen my show, you followed my tour (ah, ah)
I heard you scream with eighty thousand more (ah)
But tonight, I close up my tour in your room