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Lord Ram and Sita)

Chuki kari bengiyaan Sarvan beta, teerth nahaane aayo ve haan
(Sravan Kumar takes his parents to pilgrimage by carrying them on his

nights become
And Lord knows
I don't mind driving you home
But what happens when the pot's depleted
And you're not needed by anyone but me
Nothing

To je moje léto
Tak vypadni z mý pláže!
Tohle je pecka žrádlo léto máš něco v nose
Ty kráááso ty nejseš vůbec hezká
Tohle je pecka žrádlo hic a pot

Chop Chop

YoungBloodZ

Ev'rybody Know Me [DualDisc]

2005

sprayed

[Chorus: x2]
Chop chop (chop chop) yeah I'm back on the block
We got it ready for you staight out the pot
Chop chop (chop chop) yeah I'm back

Work the middle
Work the middle
Work the middle

Put it by by
Put it by by
Put it by by

I wanna little fun before I die, yeah
My day so grey I wanna

Knew I was one of ones but they ignored it
I watched this shit here come together, I ain't have to force it
Stayed in my lane all by myself with no

a difference
P-O-T, POT!
Have you ever painted with a pot?
Have you ever tried a S-P-O-T?
You made a work of art
Just by taking part
You made a difference
You

on a show and I grew out my locks
Had cut out the pork
Yeah I gave it the chop
Lost me the weight by a lot
On the way up by the way that I plot
Thinking

must be arsenic
Beat the pot, I put my whole arm in it, damn
I keep the fuego, they know this now (yeah)
Corrupt, so they want me to break down (boom)

the children to sit near
it and keep warm.
We are going to chop wood, said the stepmother.
We will come back later and
get you.
The children sat by the fire,

glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace, leavin'

Verbal Intercourse

Nas

Only Built 4 Cuban Linx

1995

glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace, leavin'

and you not
All of your streams I swear that they bots
Walk in this shit I know that I'm hot
Hot hot hot hot
Stirring this shit like the pot
Pot pot pot pot

late nights cruising phone beating none stop.
paranoid feds raiding up my dons spot, its on top.
feds are by the spots they got it boxed off.
you

life
To try and help the lives of those who can't get by
Ay, yeah, puffin' on the pot
Think I'm gonna stop, but I never wanna stop
'Cause I'm floating in

Gangsta gumbo, I'll serve 'em a pot of it
I'm wealthy, still fucking with that block shit
Wet your ass up, head to feet 'til your socks drip
Don't slip,

Carter II

Lil Wayne

Tha Carter II

2005

Gangsta gumbo, I'll serve 'em a pot of it
I'm wealthy, still fucking with that block shit
Wet your ass up, head to feet 'til your socks drip
Don't slip,

Trash Day

Weird Al Yankovic

Poodle Hat

2003

to get that stuff of the kitchen floor (oh)
Is that too much to ask you for (oh)
But I see no reason why, I can't let a few more weeks go by (uh uh)

Union Sundown

Bob Dylan

Infidels

1983

shirt I wear comes from the Philippines
And the car I drive is a Chevrolet
It was put together down in Argentina
By a guy making thirty cents a day

Well,

dream
If it could only come true, you know, you know

What we need is a great big melting pot
Big enough enough enough to take
The world and all it's got

the cocaine 'til the pot bust ('til the pot bust, ah)
You was on the porch, I was locked up (I was locked up, ah)
Two-tone Maybach truck with the Maxwells

delicious, granted by our fathers
It goes snap, crackle, but the pot is still just getting hotter

Are you ready now?
Snap, crackle, pop, that's the rice sound

die suburbs met wie ek wil trou
Soek ‘n huisie by die see waar ek meet en greet
En ‘n SUV met ‘n baba seat

Ek like oop pot en boerewors
En dis lekker

aint got it all together by a lot
But imperfections qualify me for the spot
Another day another mercy knuckle up
I know that God still cookin' up the pot