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Time to Go Home

Jimmy Buffett

Don't Stop the Carnival

and didn't get rich  What can I say? I still love you, you son of a bitch  Norman New York's gray and cold  But somehow I miss that / Norman And running

(pussy lil' bitch)

If you my nigga, then I'm yo' killer
Nobody gon' play with you when I'm with you
I ain't gon' lie, son, since you left my side, got

living too dangerous
Can't trust none you niggas, don't know who to hang with
She talking too much, told that lil chick to bang it
They take pics of my

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Vivid dreams of the princess and king
Overfilled with laughing
Laughing about lil 'ol, lil 'ol me
Then one day, you called me your

Mr. Flamboyant

The Click

Down and Dirty

1994

motherfuckin' block
Try to catch me if you can, now that I'm a grown man
The mail I got stashed away, people will never know
Mr. Flamboyant

I came in here

or hear him
I know that you miss him
Just tell him that you on the way
Me and my niggas is great
No nigga can't get in the way
Just me and lil K
We

the mission
I'm peeping myself texting baby I miss you
Hold my hand, run with me on this race
I can give a damn about some kissing
Racing to money, the reason I

I'm in love with that big shit
You an imitation, I'm that real shit
Y'all just playin the greatest like Will Smith
I kill 'em with kindness, blow a lil

Mrs. Sexy

Robin Thicke

Sex Therapy

2009

, I've been goin' crazy
I want to buy a ring and make you Mrs. sexy
Want you to have my kids and help you make your next "G"
Tell me how I can't miss

the roof my chick the only thing I'm high on
Yea you hate me now but wait until I am your childrens icon
Miss me with that shit you hype on - miss me when

Evil Deedz

Mr. Shadow

Born Without a Konscience

soldiers
I'm colding then avalanches it takes a master mind to plan this
And you're askin how I handled this with picks, shovels and axes

[Mr. Lil One]
Fool

And I'm still mad at my lil potna
How the fuck you go and miss
We want a W
I'll drop a dub or two
To get you hit (HIT) Stick
Nick i promise when he shoot

the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got

and chase a nigga (nah, you ain't never did that)
Miss my Glock so much 
I might go get that bitch up out the river (my bitch up out that river)
Miss my

I'm chasing the dough
They chasing the hoes
That's why they went broke
I'm Lil Mono
You ain't got no weed, you can't match my dope
You don't got no

Trigga Happy

Spice 1

187 He Wrote

1993

I want the
Ten piece hey I got me some now I don't give a fuck but uh huh yeah you
All ain't gonna know nothin' bout this O.G. shit 
Unless you

closer
And let me buy you a drink
Sexy

Body built like a tin
Hey Miss New Booty
I think I wanna be your friend
Miss New Booty

I'm looking for Miss New

to find me
And if you know me 
Then you know where I be
I'm smoking weed 
Under the sycamore tree

All I wanna do is smoke a lil Chronic
Can I get witcha,

Money

Baby I want you
Bad like miss Campbell Baby I want you
Bad bad bad bad 
Baby I want you
Bad like miss bassist Baby I want you bad 
Baby I want

and grimey weed smuckers

(Uh-huh, yea yea)

Money and weed, you know my mind see on the Don Don P

With Mr. Magic and Traffic blowin' some bomb weed

(Uh-huh,

[Mr. Lil One]

Everybody want to be knowing

How I be doing it when I be flowing

back up in this motherfucker

ready to server you motherfuckers

(I'm not mr. brightside, I don't deserve a spotlight)
(I'm dreaming on a red eye, as reality seems to fly by)
(I miss texting my best friends, but my

you there
I know I miss you bad, I know I miss you bad
Yeah, it's perfect timing (Timing)
And by the way, lil' buddy
Can't stop my shine, yeah
(Oh yeah)

and let's start talking
Hey lil miss wock'y
Girl without you I feel so average
Hey lil miss wock'y
Girl I promise your my lil beverage
Pour up and pour up