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with you
Want to see what this chrome do
Let him keep geeking across the room, sweep him up like a broom
Money is the mission, my nigga I’m steady with

confidence
Aidan had told her he'd quit the band

I didn't know quite what to say
So, I asked him what was wrong
Aidan started to tear
Got up, made clear
This

Call her an Uber, she dippin' by lunch
Propane in the tank, send it right to he lungs
We out in the city, they out on the run
Flyin' the gang right

and just thrown out
Of your house by an angry
Spousе that caught you cheating
Got you feeding all on the bus
Get on thе bus and try to get puss
It’s not me,

them by the rope pray to God that they don't make them float 
His baby mama was supposed to hold him down
She somewhere catching strokes 
It's a lot that

from the norms
And soon millions of folk
Records were being sold
By the early sixties, Dylan, Baez, Phil Ochs
Were doing intellectualized copies

get them in by the dozen
Bag of runts four bands spank him nothing
Back end truckloads coming

Every day I pop out with these loads, yeah I gotta spend
Niggas say they spent a tena, tell him spend the shit again
Back to back to the bookie yeah,

nuts, then I (yeah)
Check my ball hair (what?), make sure it's all there (yeah)
Then call the pallbearer (yeah)
It's Music to Be Murdered By again, why

Runnin'

Nicki Minaj

Creed II: The Album

2018

the fucking champ, I can't fail at this (woo-woo)
Money dance, by the million bands, I got hella grip (durr)
Hella chips with a lot of chics coming by

but he would if he can
Hop out marchin' with drums like we play in the band
I come straight out the mud, I ain't been in no sand
Twenty-hour flight,

he's a class act
Rubber band man, yea he just snaps back

Chorus:
Come along follow me as I lead through the darkness
As I provide just enough spark that

seen got out of range
Large digits, figures
Ain't no solving peace without it man
Back in bold de rigueur
So often these end with no name
You can't argue

his hood u a think I band him

Spendin 2 hundred on trees just to help my mind at ease I'm 2 hundreds degrees I won't let my mind freeze they say I'm

his hood u a think I band him

Spendin 2 hundred on trees just to help my mind at ease I'm 2 hundreds degrees I won't let my mind freeze they say I'm

in rubber bands 
I'm risk taker I need my wrist Jacob I need a thick chick sexy with or without 
Makeup pistol by my side in case I gotta shoot run up

Ain't listen to a thing you said
You talking backwards
All these actors sicken me
I be throwing up after
Living my life in disaster
Risking my soul by

don't die[02:08.35]She wanna stay with me[02:10.03]Stay by my side[02:11.97]I'm out here just livin'[02:13.76]Livin' my life[02:16.07]Do not talk to him

wit a bitch if she friendly
A young nigga got too many bands on him
People nowadays fake so I could never trust em
I'm over here chasing my dream like

Ion do the parties but this 40 got this shit jumping
Niggas broke when they get some bands they never flip nothing
Give me throat, before I leave I'm

what u doing
We got mob ties bitch ima don dada i send them shooters in units
Making these bands after bands and bands and a nigga gone bust down a cuban

don't wanna race, I left him on the block
Shorty bad as hell, she gon' suck my cock
Nigga talkin' shit, we gon' spin his block
Nigga talkin' shit, I'm

Catch his ass outside
Make sure he blown up
Hoe ain't nobody untouchable
He tripping
We won't trip wit him
Pull up
Guns Invader Zim
Then Mortal Kombat

bring your fine ass and overnight bag
Add up the numbers or get behind that
Play and rewind that, listen, you'll find that
I want that six-nine without