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hit the Chris Brown
Chunking up the deuces
Niggas throwing shots but they missing till they missing
Oh you called? I'm too busy in the city
Must have

right here
Can we get it together
Shit nigga I knew your were light skin
But, I thought you was Chris brown light skin
I guess your like Jordan Poole

know
That keeps my temperament even during times of snow
I've got the perfect present, one not wrapped up in a bow
It lifts my spirits high when I'm

Jay Critch Rich Forever now
She just spilled my shit now I feel like I'm Chris Brown, yuh
Watch out for your mans
She said how you get swag
Bitch it's

you Jesus lift up your hands to him ah
I glorify Jesus
I shout your fame Jesus
Say I'm totally committed to you I'm totally committed to you

I live for

victory
Your grace says I am free

You lift me up, You life me up
In You I conquer everything I face
No giants will stand in my way

You lift me up, You

call me mad hatter

Bend it front way
Gyal and fling it back
No chris brown
But you affi gimmie that
Drippy drop
See the pussy dripping like a tap
Shut

your leg for it
Sit down
Beg for it
Lay down!
Please bitch
Who you with?
Yeah right time to do some tricks
Sit down
Beg for it
Lay down lift up your leg

Sometimes you'd rather, please,
Have just the outside with chease.

They have eyes but they do not have faces
I don't know if their feeling get hurt
By

ARMY OF BEAUTIES
get going
let's go in

Yeah, go straight ahead,
lift it up inside your head, 
yeah, you can always come in.

As I was saying, you

know I smoke that la la la la
Get fry, 360 fizzi it help me get by
It got that bomb
Wish your vice got every kind
You'd be blind like a rock star
Leang

We walk by faith
Lead the way
We walk by faith
We have made up our minds
You were always on time
How can this be?
We have always believed
We have

Intro

Ol' Dirty Bastard

Return to the 36 Chambers: The Dirty Version

1995

Ah-ah, I never saw so many people tonight 
I mean y'all all got it crowded up in here and that's good 
I'm glad that y'all givin' it up for him,

Because I know it's all about what's up inside

We got the rhythm, got the music in us

Never really mattered what breed we are
We're little, we're brown

I lift my hands to you
Blessing

Let us all pray
Thinking why we here today
God woke us up, gave us another chance
Really had faith in us, that's why

on yawl like chris brown yea yawl my ground
I don't like what rap is Offering
When did y'all become so moderate
Y'all softies are salty I'm harder than

SENSITIVE SOUL
Lyrics by Chris Assaad
We don't have to try any harder
We don't need to fight anymore
We don't have to try any harder, no
We don't

Can you see Him?
The King is here
Lift your heads, oh ye gates
And be ye lifted up ye everlasting doors
E gb'ori yin s'oke eyin enu ona
K'aa gbe yin

Reasons (Saturday Night)

Faithless

Forever Faithless: The Greatest Hits [Sony]

2005

and bags on the floor by the decks

Me next to DJ, I carry the swing
[Incomprehensible] as he exercising
Everybody moving as a unified swing
Gentle up

Nigga I'm big dog
Plus the shit I smoke be more like biscoff
Get you Delta high Delta fly his shit more lift off
But I get dawg
He getting worked up cuz

my keeper; the preserver of my soul
You never sleep or slumber. I can always count on you
You're my cloud by day and my firer by night
You are

really care that you claim you can spell
I just really wanna bring this point in well
It's the 'not all men' types, Chris Brown hypes
Don't wash their ass

 the five-fifteen

Let me tell you something that I've seen
The coal man got run over by the five-fifteen
It cut off his arms and it crushed his ribs
Did the poor man

I remember
The first time I ever talked to you
You were sitting
On the green bench by the campfire
I walked by you
Hoping you would call my name