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rare over by Cherson, Cherson,
we calcify fathers here below
a watery cross, with weeds
entwined
This grins restoredly,
 low sleep
Wave
Oh, no,
shush

Rottweiler
I gangbang and I spit lava
I drink brews and I make moves
I went so hard for these new shoes
I go so deep in her vocals
I lay it down on this Pro

Tryna stack them racks tall, then lay low
I might pull up to your party with that fire
I'm about my money
You can see it in my eyes
Designer frames on
You

get it that's abnormal
Can't find my gold with no rainbow
After jobs gotta lay low
Every villain had a halo

It be I alone, getting super high
Just me

Candyman

Dirty

The Pimp & da Gangsta

2001

to the beat
Or better yet won't you lay on yo back
But you need to stop teasin' me
By squeezin' me and just let my finger get to workin' with that
You know

Candyman

Dirty

The Pimp & da Gangsta [Clean]

2001

won't you freeze at ease
And drop to the beat
Or better yet won't you lay on yo back
But you need to stop teasin' me
By squeezin' me and just let my

Iraq (See the World)

Capone-N-Noreaga

The War Report

1997

the trigger, change your lay with fake nigga
	beef with every nigga, watch your back
	of course you get clapped, you didn't bust gat
	splendid nigga, dirty

survival, hand shading eyes from the sun
Hand in hand down that dirty road, we can’t be undone, no its number one

How many times and how many crimes, o pill

Night Light

Aesop Rock

Daylight

2002

a 30-second flash frame
Dirty cooperative Neptune bloom head-trip split
Fantastic! Fathom the splicing of major league low lifes
With anti hero earthworm

roll up
I'ma face em, face it
Say they love you then they go replace it
Do the math too much bullshit gon' equal fake shit 
Dirty hands behind yo back
I

Getting front row just to steal his chain ho
Ripping arms out they call me Kano
I ain't do shit b-b-bitch Pay me mo
Back in Atlanta they told me lay low

want to exchange no word with no dirty friend but a 30 clip
Let alone a disloyal chick, I'm being blindsided by all these counterfeits
Crossed the line

Ayo bitches wanna lie 'cause these niggas lay low
A record at a time I was on my eighth hoe
Give thanks to the Lord standing in my J's bruh
Huh
Now

shit'll
Have your eyes low Get to lookin' like we from Japan
Nigga jus like Johnny I was in a cage
Bag that boy up like I'm sponsored from Lay's
Who do you

Hey Lil Mama

Z-Ro

The Life of Joseph W. McVey

2004

[Hook]
Hey there little mama
Why don't you come and take a ride with me
Around the tooooo-own
On the low, we could be going dooo-own baby
Hey there

merged in
Matter was urgent a dirty merchant
Made him bleed like a virgin
Sent to the surgeon
Searching for them green berets
Trying to blow my dome off

flies too low
You watched me burn
Toys with your thumb between my hands
It will would be the last one, I' ever meet your demands
24-7 on a big screen,

Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah
Yeah, hey

I don't ever think about my life in the right sense
Maybe cause I've been trumped by my

so low
I look chinese
I been needing
Someone just by my side to heal my peace
My heart bleeding
I cant imagine dying on my team
Yeah I'm geekin
Smoke

that pole, twerk some more
Throw some dough, fast and slow
She go low, them cheeks on go
Ass on swole
I play my role
Lap dance, then she rockin'

Shoutout my ex, she kept me low, gave me somewhere to lay (What else)
Soon as this shit pop, I'm sendin' somethin' her way
Yeah I'm real and I ain't even

beef
Just wanna make dough
Lay low make the lady moan
Protect my diamond
Every step of the way
Milestone yo
Why loan my style
When it's mine to own

Dirty western type of fun
We on our bonnie and clyde shit
If you submit then ill commit
For you ill go to hell and back
Ride off through the sunset by

it's getting played out
And I ain't got no friends because everybody fake now
I just wanna lay low
Did it by myself don't need no payroll
I been going