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off only toes on the house mat
KY do it B.I.G
Throwing all these parties in the NYC yuh
And your girl know me
Word around the street is that your girl's

destruction
That I’m bout to rev it up we ain’t reversing
You gotta come party though k.l.a shining
Its a whole list a time table
And know some bitches gat me

I'm sorry that sucks
Why you come dey act like say you be boss
Tailor made boys na so we dey ball
No come the party come start to dey dull
All the peng

where her feet won’t go
She was dressed like a hoe, but you wouldn’t never know, by the way her words flow
We belong together because I’m a virgo. Thats

Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree

Mel Smith

100% Christmas 2006

2006

Kim: Come on Mel how about pulling a cracker
Mel: By the look of you darling I think I already have
Get it

Kim: Rockin' around the Christmas

pounding going on
But it ain't from our hearts
Bringing light to it is easy when we're stuck in the dark
It's right in front of our eyes
Everybody wearing

fold
A circle with Jamla written in script like on scrolls
It's been a while we been bubblin' underground like [Mo?]
She got a goal to be married by

I'm buried by a highway?
Pain on the keys, is everybody still breathing?
Weight of my shadow, it gets more heavy
And it scares me, yeah
The cherub's

nowhere but up to go
Russel flow, on my Westbrook feeling comfortable
Making money now like the huxtables
Funny how everybody hit you when your shits free

blurred
nobody is what i fear
eighty people telling fuck is u here for
bitch, look in the mirror

i fold a paper by tens on my hand got a pocket of dope but

snake up in the pit, another trip out to the strip
Here in Austin we call 6th, where we party 'til we're sick
Too sick, now let us rip, sober up until we

We gone pull up and snatch a nigga
Out his sleep 
Then we gone pull up to the party only two deep 
Niggas know we get it popping boy have a Seat 
My

A little bit high
Not everybody lives
But everybody dies
Bad bitch she a freak, She wanna get cuffed
You know how it goes
We don't take no loss, we work with

tried to jump up on the dick raw i said oh no & pulled a condom out 
I was bout to nut & then i pulled it off grabbed her by the hair and came inside her

everybody head when
She come the addy
Play the music loud
Pon pon the party
Then later roll it low
Make I run this
See I've been fishing
And it's looking like

Can't just talk about it gotta be about it
Never walk without it I'm just being modest
Saying fuck the world and say fuck everybody
If you never seen game

shame (woe)
I got a big D swinging from my gold chain
Stepped up everybody yelling Dizzi let's roll mane
Get me more bottles
I'm finna put on my goggles

Hopefully, everybody's going to like this shit
You know, back in my day
This the type of shit we used to listen to
None of you niggas know about this

Bronson played by Tom Hardy
They came into the cell and the pigs had a party
Taking me down and they barely tried hardly
Said fuck it this kid's going

a n*gga is off the nestle
Trying to avoid distractions that's why parties ain't my preference
In the cut rolling up until i'm too high to leverage
Toking

a million
If we worked and ran the race
We'd be sure to find our place

Time went by I was flyin' high
Poised to reach the top
With an agent and a manager

fingers touch yo feet
He stripping everybody
Talk, he whippin' everybody
Ruger welcome to party
Pistol whippin' Johnny robbin'
He gon' take us out

Killa Kali

Celly Cel

Killa Kali

1995

you can do dirt and stay clean
Niggas like that get pronounced dead on the scene
ain't no winnin teams cause everybody taken losses in they hood

And the ones who love you the most make sure you keep them
Everyday is a whole brand new opportunity
For you to prove to you and everybody that you're soon to be