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I want a fat, fat car, a convertible and a stereo with Jerry Lee
 I want a hot, hot baby by my side, that´s how it supposed to be
Jenny makes me

The champ is here
The champ is here
The champ is here, I sit back with the pack and relax
I don't worry 'bout shit
No Bs no nothing especially

Pimpin

Megan Thee Stallion

Fever

2019

bought all my shit in cash
They treat me like I'm movin' yayo
I go shopping by myself so they know I don't need a nigga
But you know he breaking bread

The champ is here
Walked in this black, all black, I'ma villian
Drop top, in the coupe in the Benz with no ceilin'
Took your bitch, you just mad, in

unstable like particles
Fused by mad scientists, bent on the spectacle

Like soul-mates eternal with hate in our eyes
The heat overcame, made more problems

Wiggle Wiggle

Nelly

Heavy Starch

2002

[Chorus: Nelly]
Oh, baby girl like to shake a lot, wiggle wiggle
Do your thug thizzle we'll make it 
Oh, baby girl like to shake a lot, wiggle wiggle

rock off white 
Big nigga scamming off the white
Big nigga by himself on the top right 
Couple niggas to the left but they not right 
Tonight Tonight

when I shoot I don't miss
Big Champ, I ain't taking no hits
Big bang steady counting up bills
Big bank and I ain't sign a deal

By age 24
I've traveled

I'm gonna tell you 
the story of Helene Jegado
Tormented by the figure of the reaper
She became 
the embodiment of l'Ankou
Her first victim was 
her

La la la la la lost in Montmartre

Never mind Champs-Elysees
Never mind Gustave Eiffel's Tower
Give me that Bohemia art and the
Never ending

Age of 16, Lemmy came by
Put Rock in my Punk
God save the queen
And eat the rich

No remorse for a broken heart
Iron fist or deaf forever 
It’s

Push On

Anthony Hamilton

Wooden Leather

too damn lazy but you can page me
Lately, been hustlin grams daily
Holdin down my spot on the corner like Champ Bailey
But I know I ain't the only

yes that's me
Ever since I was young I've always been a G
Gettin' that money by any fuckin' means
A real boss ditty of the city while y'all be actin'

I Get the Job Done

Big Daddy Kane

Old Skool Hip Hop: Greatest

2009

count the ways but girls don't shove me
One by one you can come and caress me
Undress and molest me but you can't posess me
Because I love a young lady

(?)

What did she say?
The fire of what?

Time ticks by, six, seven, eight
Gotta slow it down, gotta change your fate
I see the God in

Keep the Conversation

Wiz Khalifa

Show and Prove

2007

up the Cohiba getting blunted by the pound
I made it to the top, who thought I rubbled from the ground
Bird city, who holdin' it down, me and my man

Champ
Whoever hear this song please pray for me
Or at least blaze an eighth for me
Still one of biggest missions is to make money
And build a name

Did it by myself I didn't need no help
Bitch I am the champ I should get a belt
He was talking down left him in a drought
Bet he gone think twice

Ice Cream Paint Job

Dorrough

Promo Only: Rhythm Radio (June 2009)

cream, ice cream paint job

Whoa!
Clean on the outside, cream on the inside, ice cream paint job (paint job)
Got screens on the dash, watchin' Saved By

far, you set the bar.

You're the best, around,
You own this town,
Best by leaps and bounds,
Hear the cheers, love that sound.

Yeah, you're the champ

I'm a fucking champ let that sting
Oh wayyyy oh like the Offspring
I rap but do you guys know I sing
I made a new song out of nothing

What would you

[Verse]
She waits by the tracks in the evening glow,
With a heart that's full of grace.
The whistle blows and the wind do howl,
A smile blooms on her

shouldn't control me this much
I'm addicted and charmed by the touch
I guess any day this could die
But it's out past the black is the prize

I'm not who I

delivered by, blacks 
Soon as we unite the sky cracked 
A group of UFO's formed a seven in the heavens 
God celebrate devils death day signal 
Jail let