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love you
Don't it mean I love

Don't take me serious it's only for the night
Imma be gone when they start turning on the lights
Turn on whine by DRYX,

on my phone
She wanna fuck

She rock it
She rip it
And she shake it for my niggas
But she really gotta stop cause Chris be feining for them bitches 

Say man
Ayy, whutchu get man, when you got Bow Wow
Chris Brown and your boy Omarion on one song
Man? Woo! (Oh, oh, haha)
We on the track, man

Yeah,

be falling for no ho
Tryna make it on The Hills, I ain't got nowhere to go
Said I was born in Georgia, on the corner
By the U-G-L-Y corner

Imma Put It on Her

Yung Joc

Forever in a Day

2009

(yeah)
I'ma I'ma put it on her (yeah)
I'ma I'ma put it on her (yeah)

Doing my two step off of club pure
The Girl walks by rocking christian diore
We

Do You See

Sauce Money

Middle Finger U

maintainin'
I push fly whips without strainin', my cliques smother
Get tougher, hits rougher, Puff is deep in the streets like Chris Tucker
My wrists

Hop

Busta Rhymes

It Ain't Safe No More

2002

Megadeth
Y'all punk MCs better save your freaking breath
You's a corny motherfucker
You must be high smoking dust with Chris Tucker
Y'all faggot asses

Nobody else came by to stare;
you see, they didn't really care.
Can't call the fire brigade -
none of them had been paid
and so the Institute was burning.

pants
Laden in Chris Chan's stains; swam by you

I could give less of a fuck
'Cause all of you pussy ass bitches
Just gave me deluxe
And now I'm in

BEFORE THE RAINBOW
WRITTEN BY:  LARRY KING, CHRIS SIEBOLD

KEYSSTRINGS	JOHN BLASUCCI
GUITARS	CHRIS SIEBOLD
GUITARS	MICHAEL THOMPSON
DRUMS		KHARI

mags longer than vines

Came in this bitch with the stick
Chris Dior my kicks
Try to swipe my cheese he swiss 
Ice on the boy it glis'
Shorty gimme top

Pocketbook

Ludacris

Jennifer Hudson

2008

got my hair in a pony tail
And by all mean
Trust me I can get 'em all
They say I stride like a model
Curves like a bottle
Watch me as I hit

by the skull cap, them n**** pop it
And if you aint part of the streets, I guarantee that you should sit back
Stay away from the gang fights n**** will

Chris whole click Ludacris
Disturbing the peace when we move in
We ain't never had no peace why I blast that B tell em move to the left
Nigga ima man by

欢迎围观我的行为艺术展览
千千万万个你是不是也一样

原来啊
竟穿上潜水服
跳进了浴缸
一声巨响
疼痛碰撞
活在景观时代的群像
竖琴Harp：陈若饴
竖琴录音Harp recorded by：邹彦君@韵天文化
合成器&键盘Synth&Keys：阿弗娄Aflou
和声编写Backing Vocal

got mail on that AOL
And Backstreet and NSYNC on TRL damn
MSN messenger got me reminiscing
I made a lot of phone calls corded phone kitchen
Buddy list

he used to sip brew by the jug

Enough to piss barley
Cracker told 'em chill before ya
End up like Chris Farley
He said "yes'm Mr charlie"
Now kindly

Juice (woo)
Free Melvin, free Thug
I'm by myself, but I don't care 'cause I'm a thug
I'm by myself, but I won't run, I got a gun
I never tuck, I got

The Evening News

Chamillionaire

Ultimate Victory

2007

a movie where George Bush had a bearded man on his squad,
So much power from oil money that poor folks can't sit by him,
No problem, Osama, Bin Laden, Been

Back by poular deman, it's magic

Dedicated (yeah)

When Carlito was dying
He see the shadow of his girl dancing with the baby
Like fuck it,

Lookin' at this boy I'ma call him McDreamy
I was wonderin' if he got good Dick Cheney
Got a Lamborghini so the doors go high
In a button down Chris Brown

is Deaton
Chris Corn Anthony
Going down in history

I should be home by now
I should be home by now
I wro

blade
Earn their stripes if they’re able like cane
Serve and protect guess we all got them instincts
Band together against the boys call them Nsync
Don’t

How Long (Interlude)

Fat Joe

Plata o Plomo

2017

bass like a tenor, Fat Joe Soprano
Even with that work, work, work your bitch washed
Had me like what the bludclot, Chris Bosh
She told him that they