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And by the way, do you still got that school girl skirt?
Like the cops imma watch her watch me
Shot with a chaser like the paparazzi
Its crazy she still

It’s like lyrically Big and Pac
Man if they friendship was cool
Motherfucking jams we making until
The skies turn blue
My view is by Badu sitting

make
Her do what it do

I'm chopping real game, other niggas is goose
And when I pass by the bitch
She gon' know we the truth

We brought base in your

knockers
Middle finger to the coppers
Pussy poppin' on my popper, ha ha ha ha
You can't stop her (O oh)
I'm the reason why these
Bitches tryna get cute
Only

hot
Fuck sunblock, when them guns cock
Fingers inch, trigger click, guns pop
Oh and problem when them guns blaze
They'll burn your ass a
Little more

another middle
Finger to the douchebags
And a fucking tag problem, uh
Okay I got it this
Is something worth solving, uh
But if you’re looking at me
I can’t

in CB4
Set up a contest, I'm coming
I'm taking the dough
They wouldn't pick you even if you had a afro
So don't try me, you better walk by me
I'll do

i’m smokin’ pot again
No you not the Man
My new crib, I own alotta land
Smokin’ by the sand made it from the bottom
I ain’t have a pot or pan
Money,

He sounded disappointed "I hope not
" he prayed to himself he stared at her
Fly for a long time then slowly
He reached out and touched the Y
Formed by

Can't put my finger on it
But I know I want it
I'm willing to try another way
That is, if I get by another day
Back and forth, I don't get anywhere

you should've seen her
Peepin' my demeanor i think she wanted me to
Put something in between her
She seen that glitter shinin'
On my pinky finger

finger tips
So when I squeeze the rubber grip
Release the clip, then leave the clip

see-Cypher Pigs can't identify it
The true and living God, son,

there for me
Believin' everything they feed me
I'm seein' demons i wake up screamin'
Who'd believe me or was I dreamin'?
Five fingers on the 45 chrome

make her ass bend over
At the same time make her do the dishes
Oh oh oh double middle finger to the picture
Handgun got a nose like Pippen
Girls come

leaving after the song
So you ain't gotta feel no
Way about Jay so long
At least let me tell you why I'm this way
Hold on i was conceived by Gloria
Carter

But the crouching tiger just might get
Broken down by a writer
Yeah the passenger hopped out
But you got shot by the driver
There's a killer like

when your homie barely blink
He just done powder only at seventeen
You know the common statistic
Inspired by hoop dreams
Now hire about street schemes

and
Step out my groove and let out my tools
The hammer kill, the hammer
Will make you stop
Drop and roll like you slipped
On a banana peel
Live by the code

an illusion
But I might as well try might as well try

She had rings on her fingers and
Bells on her shoes
And I knew without asking she was
Into the blues she

playing clean
He plays by intuition
The digit counters fall
That deaf, dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball

He's a pinball wizard
There has to be

moves but the crushing tiger just
Might get broken down by a writer
Yeah the passenger hopped out
But you got shot by the driver
There's a killer like

back, stay back, I'm in the Maybach
This ain't James Brown
But it's the big payback
Watch me zoom by, make it boom by
What up to all the ladies
Hanging

Winter Symphony

The Beach Boys

Ultimate Christmas

1998

Screamin' down a daredevil slide
Rosy-cheeked bundles of cold-weather clothes
Hear the winter winds howl
Pierced by the hoot of an owl
Fingers of frost

Pennies in a stream
Falling leaves of a sycamore
Moonlight in Vermont

Icey finger waves
Ski trails on a mountain side
Snowlight in Vermont