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You smell that fan in the window lettin' air in
Coals still burnin' outside from last weekend
Your truck done died it was runnin' all night
To be

in, God, forgive my sins
Rappin' to myself and I, I just wanna vent (I just wanna vent)
I get by myself sometime, lookin' outside-in (lookin'

Right Now and Later On

Fabolous

Ghetto Fabolous

2001

[Timbaland]
Uh, see'mon, uh, see'mon

[Fabolous]
Uh, William H. Bonnie, ma' I make you famous

[Fabolous]
Some little pretty mami's is all I

stick shift cause you hot
She got a
Small waist pretty face and a bestie
I wanna have a threesome if she let me
We stayin up all night it’s the weekend

from the crowded city
Where flowers pretty caress the stream
Cozy to hide in, to live side by side in
Don't let it apart in my dream

Picture me upon

no time
All eyes, No lies
You could be mine by the end of the night
No ties, just might
Only here till the morning so let's live for tonight
Red dress,

get through
Cause she won't wake up, till the afternoon
Till the afternoon
Wake up here by your side
Must have been a pretty big night
Based on the way

from ,can't afford to catch stage fright
Even when it's dark gotta shine bright
Never ran never will I was born
And was thought to grab a bull by it's

We don't ever ever
Give fuck
What you want
We just run it up
Hit a lick
On a chump
Just to get the bucks
From the east side
Outside wit the funk
We

Beef

The Notorious B.I.G.

Duets: The Final Chapter

2005

blindside, before you see ME
Beef is when I get jumped by niggaz
And come back to kill 'em, one by one
Beef is the reaper, patiently pacin outside of your

shades in My Louis V
Welcome to land of the free
Outside, we dey on the streets
Chillin' from Sunday to Sunday
We dey thank God for the Friday
Ye, wo

driving little girl)
I cry cry cry 
(Make me cry pretty girl)
So you can drink from the fountain 
(Conniving city girl)
My city girl 

It's time to slime

Tea for Two

Art Tatum Trio

I Got Rhythm: Art Tatum, Vol. 3 (1935-1944)

1993

from the cry of the city, where flowers pretty caress the streams
Cozy to hide in, to love side-by-side in
Don't let it abide in my dreams

Picture

from the cry of the city, where flowers pretty caress the streams
Cozy to hide in, to love side-by-side in
Don't let it abide in my dreams

Picture

precise, cause if not I wouldn't speak it
I rock shit everyday of the week, especially the weekends
Outside, these pretty clothes I live, but with

it up first
Meanwhile I question myself was it worth it
You know I've worked out you ass pretty well
Pretty pretty, you've got me all thirsty
Baby I

tacos, quesadillas, pretty ting from Mexico
Mind my business all the time
I really hate goin' outside and I wish I could hit your line
But you ain't love

the stitches
My kicks from 97
In the most pristine condition
Came in by myself
So I don't need nobody else
Came in by myself
So I don't need nobody else
Came in

like this, uh

Money, money, all I need, all I want (yeah)
Take it from me, leave you stank, smell the funk (you stink, yeah)
Money, money, all they

Well I went to the bar on a Friday night
Knockin' 'em back to feel alright
And I'm dressed to catch some pretty little eyes
But the only look I got

HIDEOUS
Outside it's Ugly
But it 's a Pretty Bitch
Her name is money
She keep me Fed
But I'm So hungry
That bitch get turned on
She see a nigga hustlin,

I’m getting back by the weekend 
I ain’t try to fuck ya friends until you gave me reasons 
Until you gave me reasons 
I’m Mirr Godly but you turned me

Who dat boy rocking hoodies with jordans
Rolling round in your town like he important hmmm
Like it's imported from, actually it's embroidered from

You can hear the chainsaw runnin' outside
But you stucked in the room
Without place to hide
Shouldn't never broke in
Shoulda just walk by
Now you're