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Night Miss Nancy Ann's Hotel for Single Girls Burned Down

Tex Williams

Age of Worry

2017

up with a friend
He was set to break when the door burst open and Leo James rushed in
He yelled there's a fire that's just broke out and it's down

But Did you hear that, Bear? said
Monkey, we'll get out of here, fair and square
They left the gate open wide

So, my bride, here is my hand Where

colonies
Landing strip right by the sea
Guavaberry Rum belong to we
And our people are so friendly
We welcome you with open arms
Once you reach you will

of the streets
Claiming elites, making sure my family eats
We roll and it flees, bunkin' niggas out of their seats
While mobbin' on beats, soon niggas can't

We Celebrate

Kid Capri

The Big Doe Rehab [Clean]

2007

here

Stones on every arm, the crib is ten million
The corks from Dom Perignon can't reach my ceiling
Four maids with four grenades
When the sun's in my

Weak Become Heroes

The Streets

Perfecto Chills, Vol. 1

2003

wave eyes roll back
And jaws fall open, see it's a focus
Enchanted is blocking the toilets
Dizzy new heights blinded by the lights
These people are

Li, did you ever think you'd be standing by me
Tucking our chins in the wind
And holding on tight to our luck
We are just two lonely souls walking

a husband
Now I'm fucking on your cousin
Uh huh. Let me cuff 'em
I'm in Turkey call me stuffin'
When the ladies see me cummin'
Take my bun right out the oven

Going on a path to find you
Suddenly surrounded by the cold, dark blue
Reach into the darkness and I pull you out
There's no need to fear and there's

Got my heart locked tight in a safe
Where your sticky little fingers can't get it anymore
Cause you
Were such a mean girl to me
I keep you out at arm's

out riddle me
Im just white bread with some seasoning and 
Lord please forgive me if my morals are broken
Im just trying to spit bars using words that

Oh shit I just fucked up
This alcohol sucked up
My money honey sorry sonny
This Christmas we're outta luck
Spent away on pills and gin
Past due

A present you sent to me
The latest best seller
We'll read it together
Across our two distant cities
I'll reach out tonight and touch you
Well, your face

Pretty Face

American Head Charge

War of Art [Bonus Track]

2001

open wound 
I never needed to leave 
To find out what makes me tick 
I arrived by default 
My arms three grand long 
But not elastic enough 
To care for

there beside you but search for me inside
Open hearts and we dared to roam
My arms around you felt like home
Still enamoured, still immersed
We'll leave

You Damn Right

Trick Daddy

Back By Thug Demand [Explicit Content] [U.S. Version]

2006

gone, I ain't forget you, 
I'm still here waitin' cause you still my nigga.

Hold up, ay, 
I just sent another kite, to my people that's locked,

to thaw yourself out (x2)

(It's not my time yet, I fight to stay alive
This rage; this demon, by it I won't be confined!)

scars, damn)

It ain't no motherfucking haul out
My whole crew rocking gold and Rolexes
We talkin' where all the big money at
Everybody rockin' gold

the lake, leave our clothes by the fire
Open mic on a dare, belting out "Purple Rain"
Throw a dart at a map, take a bus to a train
To a bike to a beach,

a shot to just fall 
The coach benched me it's 40 suttin to like forgot what's the score 
Open my flip to a barrage of missed calls 
Some from anonymous

the one that was left behind
I'm leaving the 99

I step across the line
With my arms open wide
I'm walking into the hurricane's eye
I'm gonna break the line

I'm involved
I can feel the bond but I'm not James
Shoot my shot like Bron, maybe get you four rings
All this weight up on my arm, dontchu worry 'bout

Sometimes I reach out my hand
Hoping to feel you
But all I can feel is the air
Sometimes I feel like I'm going insane
I just want a way to get out of my head

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These