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out your attire
I got a stick with the pliers (Grippin')
I keep that arm by my side like Egyptian
Fuckin' with me is like fucking with heat
Niggas wanna

Wash my hands in the sand
Speak true gladiator
Happy cannibal and cunnylingus, I'm gladiator
Grab these rappers by their
Skinny jeans pockets put 'em

speed, got a pocket full of cash
I won't listen to a thing
Got it all figured out, chasin' money
Fuck a dream (yeah, yeah)
Fuckin' bitches by the twos

me by her dad
Her dad hella mad because I
Got like hella cash stuff spazz, I act a azz
I might fuck

I just walked into the function with
A thick red

That Was You and Me
Written by Sara Petite

I think about prophets and poets
And the words to Chris’ songs,
About the power of the music
And how we

but them folks stormin by the White House 
All this shit feel like a TV show 
Entertainment dont need more 
Never know who’s real no more 
Rap image

this pussy like you 'posed to
He ask me what do I bring to the table
"Good coochie", that's the proposal
A bitch like me not easy to come by, I thought

(Chris, you idiot, look at what you did)
(Ike, this shit crazy)

Pussy idiot, look what you done did, you done start a war
Gotta hide my heart

Yeah
This song is dedicated to all the average joes out there in The world
Trying to get their money
Check it out
Uhh, I go by the name Chris
Woke up

22 years old
Graduated college think I'm bad and bold
Now my life dun changed songs don't write the same
Yung Chris is growing up and I don't like my

the can
(God Damn)
Back by popular demand 
(Yeaahhh)
못생겨도 깜찍해
Fuck a Cop in the van
We gon eat while they watch
like a mukbang
Jus want one piece like sanji

Stop Playing [Original]

Beema Monroe

I'm a G.A.W.D.

2014

to the seat covers
In the head-rest you looking at Chris Tucker
Money talk, bullshit walk
Broke mulfukkas
White folk, ween born with the money we hunt
So when

Griselda
Yeah, nigga
By fashion rebels
We take the blicks when we go to Quad, nigga
You seen what happened to Pac, right?
We ain't fuckin' with

Blue Chips

Action Bronson

Blue Chips

2012

Hopping out the Saab
Chris Hansen
Dancin' in a Swiss mansion
Shorty gorgeous
Daddy keep the wrist handsome
Old Impalas
Keep them jumping like they

Got to Be Moving On

Chris Rea

Dancing Down the Stony Road

2002

Got to be moving - got to be moving on
Got to be moving - got to be moving on
WHenever you see me - you'll know me by this song
Yeah I - I got to be

Beats the Devil

Walter Egan

Walternative

1999

By Chris James and Walter Egan

Damned if I will said Adam to Eve
What made you mess with that tree
Forbidden fruit from some snake in the grass
Just

Most important is the love when postpartum depressed
Ma raised her two sons, she named 'em Chris and Ron
By the time I was conceived, grandpa already

feel like we won’t get bored of each other’s faces
Let me beat it up like my name Chris Brown sugar
We don’t shake hands I only take a kiss
I know it’s

Gang, gang, gang, bang, bang, bang
gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
(Great John on the beat by the way)
Look, look

Turn up,

he can try now
Pull up with some guys that can pull up with a nine out
Shit can hit the fan take his girlfriend to Dubai now
You can go and tell him by

Tomasz z Akwinu pewnie też by uwierzył w tę puentę
Odhaczony premier, jutro na golfa z prezydentem
Czemu tak dużo bragga, za dużo wódy leży
Proste

quicker than with tyres by Michelin
Heart beat quickening
Full tote technique, no half assed lyricing
Paint the town red til the bar staff sick of him,

Lead Worshipper: Chris Tomlin

Verse 1
From the highest of heights to the depths of the sea
Creation's revealing Your majesty
From the colors of Fall

Hustler by nature 'til my days is done
Fuck throwing niggas off of the roof now
I'd rather make 'em jump
Like Chris Kelly deli
My shit blazin' like Jamaican