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Housewife

Daan

The Player [2007]

2007

Housewives, My kind of women
Don't act like a housewife
But be a housewife
Breath like a housewife
Walk like a housewife
But don't just act like

hold tight to the best memories since my birth 
My little paradise on earth 
My paradise on earth
My paradise on earth
Please darling don’t say you don’t

Blowing off the flames like I gave a gentle answer
Blowing off the flames like I gave a gentle answer
Time
The only reason why a man at night
Would

I'm buildin' a Zoid
Gotta watch it wit the sauce all they do is absorb, if I had a choice run 'em into the sword
Pull it outta the Earth, send it up

to be owed to the earth
They get slapped in the face by the morning after aborting the brains they were born in
A pleasant reprieve from lives they lead

Fresh off the boat we walk in like the niggas
You know what I meannn
Was an African Booty scratcher to my haters
But I'm living other niggas dreams

Wanna Play Rough

Nas

Live on Lenox

2000

Rocks his hat sideways, showin' off his waves with a chipped tooth
Is this the truth?
This is what we do, sip a brew
Wait around his crib until it

Zombie girl

Owl noise. And a bat. Rustle of the wind. A wolf howling. 

I met her one night in a graveyard
I like to walk amongst the headstones

distracted by the view girl let get into it 

(Trophy Tray)
Walk through the door 
Take off them clothes
I got what you been waiting for
Turn off the lights

Yeah, uh dropped somethin' off real quick
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah (Uh, triple S) , bitch

I was big rabbit before the birth of my son

Pillow Talking

Brain

Professional Rapper

2015

like would they just walk up in this motherfucker
Laughin' at us, and blastin' at us
And makin' everybody disintegrate and assimilate
Without a hint

all the time yeah
(What do you see when you turn off the lights?)
I can't tell ya, but it sure feel like mine
(By with a little help of my friends)

Walk walk walk
Fuck this shit
Tr1ple Double bitch
Get your money up
Not your funny up
Pussy
Welcome to our natures
Smoking gas inside some papers
In

the fish into cold boxes
Tractor trailers, old drug dealers
Got me feeling like Gotti the way they bug the ceilings
One rogue came in to box my appearance

poco a poco

I'm running running, but what do we run towards, what do we do it for?
If we are running for nothing, just take it slow, little by little

there stalking through your profile

Roll out of bed, get dressed, and switch my mobile on
And I'm greeted by the smiling face of someone
Who definitely

world,
He just take you out the states.
Syrup by the crate, man I'm on my eighth,
It make me move slow so I'm a be a little late... Mula

[Chorus:]
Hey

missed by a yard
Got more bodies than bracelets got charms
We walk down hop fences and cars
One false move and he gone see the stars
Fixing to be like

and jinn

And how many a sign in the heavens and the earth do they pass by,
Because they are averse to them
And most of them do not believe in Allah, but

and addicted to
All the evil little ways and the things you do
All the shit you start I'm amazed by you
Cause you still find ways you can bend the truth
When I

of stoagies stashed all in the trap spot
Boxes of blunts in the kitchen by the crackpot
Soon I'm gonna light the whole shit on fire
Just to make the prop value

lettin' off them Ks
That's MLK, revolution, top, pop it off
I got both eyes closed 'cause I'm tryna see out this other one
Fee-fi-fo, tell Goliath that I

You're better, maybe not by a lot, but a little
You're the patron saint of the totally fucked
You're completely toxic. There's nothing you can't kill

rejoice greatly even though now for a little while
If necessary you have been distressed by various trials
So that the genuineness of your faith
Which is