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will make this count
No love from my city, Nobody's Popular
Except the niggas and the
Bitches I fucked with
Work all day, go into the night shift
Holiday

Tally up holidays, you can't change
But that don't phase me no more
All your best friends sleep on the floor
Back it up, to my space
More foes,

Couple renovations
Make the money start flipping
Like gymnastics
Now we out here playfully winning
Tax bracket tells you that I'm legally different
Move

tell me how want to chop but you no won work

Say everyday
I just dey pray
Baba biko show me the way
Kam golibe
Make everyday be holiday
For where I dey

on em
Next it's that mazi thang Italy for the holidays 
Smashing through bari roley chain 
Bet my bitch body bang 
Ay, bet my bitch body bang  
Bet my

crotch by the name of Connie
She works in ICU and she dates this nigga named Mitchski Ronnie
Have nab him at the hospital, that'll work
Paid a nurse

Garden Warfare, it might sound quite absurd
Plants and Zombies are rising from the Earth
They all look goofy
If that's what you prefer
But don't

the referees don't get involved
It's the finals and my dogs came to take it all
2014 And them boys back
I'm at the finals on the floor and that boy strapped
50

make it big someday 

Friday the dope boy Monday 
Tryna get this money by Sunday 
Prayin' that I leave hood one day 
Saying imma make it big someday

tonight
Okay, okay, rollin' with that OJ

I ain't givin' fuck about nothin' like you cool J
Better watch out when you keep on fuckin' poppin
Cause you know

be ready to squeeze
But put a cheddar in cheese, guac-a-moola
I pop the ruger, send that hot shit through ya
Like booya that's the sound when

Give It Up

Wu-Tang Clan

Wu-Tang Meets the Indie Culture, Vol. 1

2005

illiterate ignorant critical dissed it
Every idiot that ain't live it, they talking shit
I'm R.A. the Rugged Man, get off, my dick

[Chorus]

[J

down

Love the way the choppa get the ringing that's that gun sound
Bowls steady going through the mitten, we don't need no kitchen
Water whipping,

Gang Related

Insane Clown Posse

Hatchet History: Ten Years of Terror

2002

[Anybody killa]
I'm always asked if I'm gang related
By police and the public and I'm startin' to hate it
If I wasn't already that would sure make me

on ma mind 
All the girls a wasted time on
All the people that said I'm strange 
And all the things that make you a bore me just let me see 
No don't call

touched a lot of peoples souls, she left her mark
Lord please, forgive me for my sins
I gotta make sure I see my little niece again
I know your dancing in

Who says that by February
You can't be merry
Can't dress like a fairy
No, not us
Crank up the air conditioning
Pull on our sweaters
No matter

of that?
Here, on my holiday
I see it everywhere I go
The class divide
The way people of wealth and wellbeing
Justify this imbalance to themselves

The way I

material world and back to where it all commenced.

There is nothing static about me, except that I am matter.
This now make me a materialistic substance

a landlord on the first
I can deal wit lying
But that cheating shit is worse
Knew I was a star
The doc told my mom at birth
How you niggas say you stepping

that is notorious
For the corruption cause change is laborious
Driven by greed from the riches I've seen
Then repeat the old points to "consider my

her stomach later


Make it shake shake shake
Mi love how the bumper shake
Heard it's your birthday babe 
Blow that out  like birthday cake 
Lit Lit 
No

seen a spirit so bright

Santa's present distribution is a yearly institution
And the elves are doing all that they can
To make your Christmas bright

make a memory
I wanna hear you sing…  Let go of everything

He’s got the goods to make your troubles go away
Emotions on a package holiday
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