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What's My Name

Ja Rule

R.U.L.E. [Clean]

2004

touched
And no bad b****es is gettin f***ed
Cause you know who, did you know what, if you know what's
Then you know it's not a game, what's my name?

I could get hit by a truck and it wouldn't faze me
But you looking in my direction could instantly kill me
I'm not one to speak honeyed words

Oj in the freezer
It's been a gloomy week
Not much you can see here
I live my life on fleek
Guess I'll stop by the Kroger
Think were low on food

free for all
No tolerance for difference
99 of 100, clone by clone

So here we go! Not even bother to resist, tamed and out of privacy
Beyond help, fade

you're near
To know I'm not alone, entering friendly zone
 
Storms will coming by, But don't forget to fly
cway to the light, cngels cirwaves flight

older
Pray it's not too many years
Pray we don't get colder
By lying to ourselves like this
And hiding from the things we miss
Hi
You've reached Luna Flip

Never Believe

This Wild Life

Petaluma

you feel overrun
I'll be by your side when you need someone
I swear I'm ready cause I don't wanna hurt anymore

In your brightest highs, in your

(ain't finna keep playing with you)
I'm well respected in these streets
They know not to play with me
I'm Griselda Blanco where I'm from
(you knew what it

side

Wanna break free but I am caught
Time to laugh, not to fall apart
Ready to jump let's fly
Together we can touch the sky
Cause you are my soulmate,

can't possibly throw
No better time than right now yo, Les absolutely go

I'm ready to go all in
Not over here for the stalling
See lebron by the way

as a nut) 

I stay sweet as a nut, sweet like Tropicana
When the hammer hits, your head splits like banana
You're not ready for this boy
You better send

What's My Name

Ja Rule

R.U.L.E.

2004

touched
And no bad bitches is gettin fucked
Cause you know who, did you know what, if you know what's
Then you know it's not a game, what's my name?

Go

Triple C's, Birdman, Rick Ross

Custom Cars & Cycles

2009

we don't give a fuck
It's not your birthday!
Hip Hop Music
Hip Hop Music

You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X

life flash before my eyes
Thinking to myself that I'm not ready to die
Called my mom to tell her I loved her just in case
If something happens to me

I am a foolish man
I am the lesser than
I have but too much pride
I have nothing to hide
I must recuperate
I must decide my fate
I'm just not sure I

Fame can't take you by surprise if you're ready to shine
And you can't be late if you're ahead of your time
So drive slow playa haters wanna see you

the spotlights

Future so bright, makes me blind
Blinded by success
Blinded and I'm dead

Thou I'm not the pain
I should recall my name
Doors dancing overhead

I knew a faceless man
who sold his freedom
he never saw the light
brightening so high up from the sky

Flowers were not born
illusion and disfavor

Tell me what you wanna be when you grow up, girl.
I don't feel ready, don't feel ready to be an adult just now.
Let's forget about tomorrow and just

Long cold winter up ahead
That I’m ready for like she’s not ready for bed
We’re up watching fireworks
She wants to breathe the night
One by one she

Verse 1:
On the shores where the waves crash loud,
Stands a brave and valiant crowd.
Marines with hearts of steel,
Ready to fight, ready to heal.

Surrounded by omens
I'm not ready to see
What do I see
When the serpent slithers in my eye
What do I hear
When the serpent whispers in my ear
I don't want

way outta this, get ready to engage

Who thought we'd ever come to this
We built them to last long and abide by our will
Who knew we'd cause our own end

on the yay
Your people make a G day, you ain't rich
You just ok
I take the stand under oath and lie
Before I snitch on my clique, I'll fry
Or watch time go by