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really be hoes
I'm getting bands up
Onna grind get some fans up
Keep it real in the circle
Ain't no phantoms
Now I'm just out here styling
I ain't tryna

ass licked
Leave your number by the phone, bring yo' ass on home
I roam in Lexuses and Benzes, the fly way
With the flyest bitch gettin head

own money
I cannot date here
I am
Something
That you could never be
Smoking
Blue dream
And sippin
Hennessy
She play
Hard to get
I know feelin me
My crib

Here I Am (Come and Take Me)

UB40

Labour of Love II

1989

am, baby, come on and take me
Take me by the hand
Ooh, show me, here I am baby

It always ends up this way
Me beggin' you every day
A love that I

Intruder Alert

Sauce Money

Middle Finger U

1999

Alright, damn nigga
Who the fuck is this?

[ VERSE 1 ]
It's my nigga Deezo, "What the fuck is the deal?
Huh-huh, know me, keepin it real
Six-double-o, kid,

Put six rings on my fingers like Mike
She do cocaine like she Ike
'Cane no Bobby got hands don't fight
Buying my own I plane don't do public flights

I go by the name Bobby Ibo

Been about a minute since i've seen you face
E don tey e don tey e don tey
E don tey my brother
Its kinda hard to believe

Selbstportrait Mit Kater

Einstürzende Neubauten

Perpetuum Mobile

2004

meistens ist es morgens 
meine haende zittern 
mein gesicht 
es gehoert mir nicht 
wasser! -- wirkt fast wie ein schock darin 
ich nehme es

Last Call

Kanye West

The College Dropout

2004

out the muhfuckin' room
'Cause they don't fuckin'

I'd like to propose a toast
I said toast, motherfucker

And I am
(Here's to the Roc)
And they

the way I will right now

By December
I'll probably be getting off to pictures on my phone
You sent half a year ago
But right now I'm here
Your thighs over

yeah
There's no one to compete with us yeah
Better have earned your stripes by now unless you earn yo seat you can't eat with us here
Ryuujin Jakha Zanka

AM to PM, I had to hustle for a gig
Getting close to what I need, probably moving around the streets
White tee, khaki on, popping in blue bandana

mind 
So we cannot waste no time 
We get by 
I get fly 
Find that guy 
Where’s that 9
Walk out, bye 
I be sober I still show you what that 9 do
Cook up

Rapper's Delight [Long Version]

The Sugarhill Gang

Sugar Hill Story: To the Beat Y'All

1994

you can take a hunch
And find that I am the baby of the bunch
But that's okay, I still keep in stride
'Cause all I'm here to do is just wiggle your

every day
Legendary like bobby Boucher
Fuck a drip I be making it spray
I live by what ever I say
Do not know to many that can relate
Manakin I can tell

mama (Thula, thula)
Hey ya mama (Thula, thula)
Hey ya mama (Thula, thula)

Chorus

Living a mystery
Wondering why I'm here,
Why am I here? Why am I here

mama (Thula, thula)
Hey ya mama (Thula, thula)
Hey ya mama (Thula, thula)

Chorus

Living a mystery
Wondering why I'm here,
Why am I here? Why am I here

Bobby G on the beat
Love, life, loyalty, three words that I live by
I'd be remissed if I ain't do this here for the guys
Tried to hide my eyes,

pops off
Then we'll be side-by-side, obvy
I wish you all the best
But that's never life's story
Cos if Whitney was the moral
How would you define Bobby

the backing from my 1k MPC
You want beats go head holla man i might just chuck it free
Nowadays i've been reeling really feeling like bobby
I'm on a great thing

swiping them dollars she dance
  am here for the work   she bout twerk
yeah I'm a get in her skirt
you niggas be hurt you get in your feelings
   I swear

not the racks or a lot of views
You be kickin' fire, I'm inspired by the thought of you
I'm weaker where you're strong
And I'm here to play the long

We got no rules in here
One by one, we're losing here
Reckless, stressed, and super weird
With heavy heads as souvenirs
We got no rules in here

the summer time
(She make me uh)
Feelin' like the summers mine
Girl you got something
Uh oh, I'm horny again for ya

You are the 4 A.M, flex for me