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Stick 'Em Up

Petey Pablo

Still Writing in My Diary: 2nd Entry [Clean]

2004

meat

Waitin' for the day cut in the term and free
So I could get out here and make mama proud of me
And do the right thing run up on the right man
That

Right on the ground where you at draw the white line where they see you
You took an L as a verdict the final one with the review
Bitch you're the prey for

a fly Salinii gimme frames in the beanie
I flip my loot twice a week on my most trifest streets
You got no right to eat by the laws of life you keep
Ain't

out cause now she
Comin to my house
To put the pussy back in my mouth
I was too high last time
I couldn't even fuck her right
But tonight I'ma beat this

Sweating

Twista

The Perfect Storm

2010

have you going, have you by the flowing, every time you think of me
And when they play my song I'll have you in the phone, sweating and you waiting for

minutes
6 minutes, Dungeon Family you're on

Fine lil' mama, my home gon' be a palace
Laid out like a salad, keep a nigga from malace
I'm movin' things

word
God, I hate this art form so much
And this album is just getting increasingly incoherent by the minute
And yeah, you're right, we actually put

sunny outside u still talk to the Lord
Cause soon as night fall my dawg the pain is for sure
And it rush you at once but I was made for this
You see

out this mode and get back in that mode
I guess I gotta travel down this long dark winding road
Shut my motherfucking mouth no I won't ever vent to you

coin toss, throw her away
Put your clothes on trick, nobody told you to stay, bitch!

Chorus

[Mr. Cheeks]
My hot outta stay drips
Lead the hot outta

I can see it in your eyes
You're not satisfied at all
You're too hot for someone so cold
You've been holding back those tears
He calls you by

The Gambler

Kenny Rogers

The Gambler

1978

the cards were
By the way they held their eyes
So if you don't mind my sayin'
I can see you're out of aces
For a taste of your whiskey
I'll give you some

Picked my dream up off the ground

Let the dog up out the pound
Pouncing on your little crown
Your daughter, a princess and
She opens up her mouth

off you haters
Now Excuse ya little lady
A one night stand maybe
Right now aint got no time for a baby
Give her the four play
Like im tweeking for

Shit
Put an M on that nigga head, now he Luigi brother
Make the block hot like that bitch in the summer
My bitch got a bitch that got a bitch, bummer

it twice
Blunt town hit the road
Making music bet they know
Get my name out your mouth
Fuck the fame and the clout
Roll a backwoods up right now

Crazy Rap (Colt 45 & 2 Zig Zags)

Afroman

Sell Your Dope

2000

ran, I jumped out the back window
But her daddy, he was waitin' with a two-by-four
Oh, he beat me to the left
He beat me to the right

I'm a get my bum rushed
By some fucking faggots who just wanna pick on a fucking runt
Stand by homos till I pull out a fucking gun 
And then you'll run

I’m from
Everything bout us nice
Hotter than a Sota summer
Cold as the ice
It depends on the season I’m rolling the dice
That’s word to the wise
Eyes

be out the way I'm tryna dodge the bullshit
Few of my niggas got got by a nigga they cool with
I told my young nigga you got to watch who you move with

Damn you good bro
Mm I don’t know bruh
My head been hurting since I woke up this morning
I took some medicine and shit but
I feel like I’m
I feel

How many times you gonna be late?
Miss my chance? Oh no, not me
Shift my stance and go the right way
Took one glance and saw the right thing
I could

Run for Cover

Eric B. & Rakim

Let the Rhythm Hit 'Em

1990

Here I go again ready to flow again
Better hold my mic don't blow again
Warned by alarms when the mic gets warm
Crowd'll get critical can't keep

Panic Attack

Dave

Six Paths

2016

like CGI

Dead being a hype man
Can't find my man and then I'll settle for his right hand
You can't buy heart remember
Hawk eye, you think these