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can lay all your troubles on me
And we'll go talk, talk, talk, talk, talkin' the night away

Hey listen to the radio
Aint that a tune that we both know

help me she-wolf style
I need to talk to my cameraman
John, I want you to locate the best she wolves in the house
And put 'em on the big screen, okay?

CARES AND TO TALK FOR HOURS
YOU KNOW ANYONE WOULD BE SO LUCKY TO KNOW YOU
HEY JOHN

HEY JOHN
I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT I HEARD OUR FRIEND JIM TOLD ME
AND I

the hell’s here
To protect us from you

John Lennon I pray
Because Your Ghost visited me today
And by your Rubber Soul
If I never bounce back
At least, you’ve

And just a little talk with Jesus made me whole
Now let us have a little talk with Jesus
Let us tell Him all about our troubles
He will hear our faintest cry

every time like

Talk that money every time like
I talk that money every time like
Look
Look

My Russian connect
Had me lit like Jeezy
Patek on my wrist,

Comin' for Ya

DMX

...And Then There Was X

1999

nigga, finish it 'cause you started it
Watch shit grow out of control, now you want no part of it (c'mon)
Nigga, where yo' heart at? Tell me what you

Comin' for Ya

DMX

...And Then There Was X

1999

nigga, finish it 'cause you started it
Watch shit grow out of control, now you want no part of it (c'mon)
Nigga, where yo' heart at? Tell me what you

All I ever wanted was a kilo
Till they hit my little nigga with the rico
Fat Trel, Maybach Murda Gang
Mastermind, double M

Nigga tell me how you

It Is What Is

E-40

Tha Hall of Game

1996

kites, makin' wishes
Fuck around and get mad on the strength of con-ju-gal vi-sits
Flip the weight pile, hit my fee-vee
Keep my shank close by me when

you ain't done enough
No I don't want to talk I delete him
Me and bro sipping wock out the liter
Never walked with the crowd I'm a leader
My bitch say

Gucci
Dro by the pound like I'm big Gucci
That shit don't excite me I'm Gucci
Bitch I think I might be Gucci

I got broads in Atlanta, no (No)
I got women

Hyper-masculinity’s fragility
At 13 lying saying I lost my virginity
Playing Big Willie so the big kids won’t belittle me
Epitome of weak minds lying so the guys won’t

streets now they mad at me,
Cause what they ask of me I can't Actually be
The Most High saw a way for me, so If you of the world stay away from me, I go by

Trigga Happy

Spice 1

Untold Saga... Soundtrack

2002

think maybe a ol' ten piece hook me up muthafucka 
I know you got that shit
Yeah mothafuckin' Dope Fiend Willie in the house, 
Don't give a fuck about

a nightmare for anyone
White with a badge or anyone slightly affected by the tide to this race that I'm running in
Pardon me y'all the racists I run against

They just want you to talk to them
Oh John why can't you see
You're worth the fight
Oh John why can't you see
You're worth the

Find yourself I really

You tryna battle me in hell, but I see you in a cell
Hell in a cell, might just bring the bell out talk that shit get sailed, I'll get sold
Out for

A bit illuminati bound
& Dawn’s trying to calm me down
Well fuck him too
Ima tie him to
My basement floor
Oh by the way Dawn
Could you turn up
The bass

mom bought a car from sellin' crack
My mom hate when I talk
'bout her sellin' crack
Check my background, I been to hell and back
He Cashed App me, I'ma

to me like commissary
All of a sudden, now every-body Big Willie
Done did it, come widdit
Get yo' head splitted
Or get your neck slitted, admit it
You

is to stay up off the records confidential
I'm Moving by my lonely best believe I got my missile
Don't feel no type of way don't talk to me
Don't try

I talk that talk I walk that walk
I drop your top and surround you with chalk
Expanded my stock by extending my glock
My guns be like females it

that I keep by the lake

We might talk funny 

We might talk a little slow

We got one red light on a red dirt road 

There's only two ways out of this