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family went away on a weekend ski trip
And they left $100 and a note by the phone
That said: 'Don't have any company till we get home'
No company? I'm
kid, twist ya like bolo
You fucking idiot, playing with my Clan but you be fearin' it
Fake one, I'm guaranteed to make you take one
Please, y'all
down the strip like a A.J. Foyt
Makin hip-hop that's been my job
I know a kid that rocks and his name is Bob
It's a long race and I'm winnin son
Sippin
heart, stop being overjoyed
Remember you were once destroyed
By Mathilde, who's come back to me
Fellas, please don't go away
Tell me that I mustn't
up your fridge
Nuttin' lookin' back atcha
So you open up your freeza and say "God, please"
I wish we had more of this some government cheese
I'm
I'm sayin? Holla at dem boys!
It's - Young J-A-Y
Gutta Gutta fuck anotha busta
Tryin' knock my hustle!
I hit the strip ey'day I
Got the hustle cluckas
I'm watching you!
Dr. stewart: that was you, and when you wake up, you will not remember any of this, except that it was you, or my receptionist, don't
stunt
Top tier my jumping chandelier
That's why I'm here
Amitriptyline
I was a quiet lunchbox lonely little boy
Reading sci-fi broken treehouse
moving, peace
Build be gone, ain't no honor amongst thieves
Please, plus they heard I'm getting Parmesan cheese
And I won't stop moving til the metal dig
CAPTION: '?15' (which flashes on and off
Quickly)
Presenter So Mrs Teal...if you send us ?15 by return
Post, please, and your husband Trevor, and your
you still down for me
Remember that evening
I knew that you were too scared
To go all the way
But you did it to please me
You were crying it was
calling, heart poundin' out my chest
Wish I could bring back X, God Bless
I don't practice, I don't remember my lines
I'm just here so I don't get fined
niggaz do real things
Hanging wit the bitches is the song I sing
Real niggaz do real
Real big nigga's over here talkin' shit
Yo fuck that, I'm gon'
She caught the vapors
She caught the vapors
She caught the vapors
She caught the vapors
I got another partner that's calm and plain
He goes by
While the wasted years roll by?
Is there time to say
If I lied, I apologize?
Never go away
Please stay here by my side
Who's fooling who?
Who's
it, I need it, yeah
Yeah, she turns me on
Alright, hold tight
I'm a highway star
Nobody gonna take my head
Now that I'm on the road again
lost
And when it's by J.V. you know I want it all, hmm
Is they in love with the dubs or the lex?
Or do they know I'm just as good as it gets?
You wanna
a fashion show"
I said, "This isn't Sha Na Na, come on Mom, I'm not Bowzer
Mom, please put back the bell-bottom Brady Bunch trousers
But if you don't want
café on the boulevard
Looking hunkered down blown around
I've forgotten what I'm out here for
I stood alone last night by the streetlight, aching for you
you'd please just abide
By this one simple rule
There's not even two
If you could please remember to
If you should need to check your phone
Beyond that
Butta's still here
No doubt I'm thankful Mommy
Life's beautiful
I'm laying back like a cuticle (Whoo!)
Past behind me, present look pleasant
Future
that, I'm above it (no, no)
But I'll cut her fucking neck and think nothing of it (uh-huh)
You didn't know the Boogie Man was a clown
But when you see
a fashion show"
I said, "This isn't Sha Na Na, come on Mom, I'm not Bowzer
Mom, please put back the bell-bottom Brady Bunch trousers
But if you don't want
And we're still here together
[Busta Rhymes]
I hope you know that this is really not a game
The way I put it down you will remember the name
The way we
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