Lyrics:
they know and shit
And on that note, I keep it G
Like track four, "Kick in the Door" by Notorious B.I.G.
Don't believe me, look that shit up, I
Ye ain't big-big whippin'
Ye ain't steady tip-tippin'
No girl gettin', homie
You ain't fresh azimiz
Think ye is (think ye is)
But ya ain't (but ya
one day, we'll receive a big cheque
And fly round the world, I'll show you revision
All I want in return is respect
She's daddy's little gal
Daddy's
Davis - piano, Big Bill Broonzy - guitar
Willie Dixon sbass and Charles Saunders - drums
March 28, 1947
Album: Complete Recorded Works Vol 5
October 19,
faking,
And now I’m taking vacations,
In other lands away from the mother land,
Fly first class on my flights,
Not for business but other plans.
You’ve got
My limit it's limitless
I say that as my credit card reached its limit, fuck
Wit me, never dealt dimes or nickels, but by 2 quarters my album doing
turns us from boys to men
Stay focused on your focus don’t give your all to men
Cuz I’ve seen women get destroyed by men
Dam my little lyric, But you're
I'm here right now
Won't steer off the path
Still down with the same home town
Never really disappeared from that mac slum tac
South side, hell
roads covered with ice
Wheels spin on the ground like a ton of little mice
It’s suffice, though, so away I go
Leave the parking lot, slide off to the left
more perogies on
Please stay, we'd love to have you
Oh, and by the way, my son says he bought an
Album from you on his doorstep in the city"
Mighty
you 'cause you love my brother like you did
Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop I hope
P.I.G., and several other New York rappers
Jay-Z, from "Hawaiian Sophie" fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherfuckers
Are
P.I.G., and several other New York rappers
Jay-Z, from "Hawaiian Sophie" fame, Big Little whatever
And several other corny sounding motherfuckers
Are
Cause I don't have no time for ya'll to slow me down
But you can certainly spread my name through the towns
Yellin NELO
Yeah that boy about to blow
So
ready to throwdown?
Yes we are!
Well, get on down like your 'posed to
and give a loc a little dap when he walks through
[Verse 1:]
If there be a dope
the land that makes me sing
Words and music by John Denver
through the town inna brand new whip
Wish I could go cash out onna project plan for building my own damn crib
Need that shit as ego big
With a court and stu
With two in here,
Steady stackin' my ends
Puttin' my serve down on the Claire 9-9,
Hittin' up the Graveyard Shift with real
Little Will, Big Wally,
With two in here,
Steady stackin' my ends
Puttin' my serve down on the Claire 9-9,
Hittin' up the Graveyard Shift with real
Little Will Big Wally
A Town and don't you eva get it confused
Cause we the ones that sold it to
The dude that sold it to you
First album out the trunk I
Started makin some
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The Fad Of The Land
I'm a marinade
Of what's hot this
wonder wonder
She got raven hair and eyes of brown
a big white stallion who´s taking her down
every once a year in the early spring
she visit the little
Right along with the kids
Cause my reputation outside of the
Campus was getting big biatch
Haha, yeah it's like that
"Oh it's like that?
Okay okay, but I
Sonny Boy Williamson - vocals & harmonica
With Big Bill Broonzy - guitar, Blind John Davis - piano
William Mitchell - bass
Album: 'The Blues' Sonny Boy
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