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and by ear

And then she'd find the ancient album,
With its pages turned gold
And the crayon-colored paper star
I made so long ago
But brighter than any

What an honor just to be Asian
Not your model minority

From gold skin to cinnamon
Green cards and citizens
Airlifts, university scholarships,

(Jag out)

Ray told me bring him back some gold
I pulled a bag out
Nigga you mothafuckin hero nigga
I'm a bad guy
Nigga me and you, cops and robbers
You

grind
Just copped a maroon 5, no Adam Levine
Came a man by myself, only father was time
I know that she relate baby daddy ain't shit
So she raised that

Person Unknown
Lyrics and Music by Andrew Weiss

Well Saturday night's a lonely sound
When you're running your hands through the lost and found

Your star shape design is what made your wheel shatter.
That wasn't my vision.
It's not the best look.
I recommend playing it safe by the book.
Most

Yeah
taeuchiha!
Nigga fuck going on
My bitches SuperBad call me McLovin'
Bitch im a pimp ion do no cuffing
I got the hoes coming in by the dozen
We

Good Life

Salt-N-Pepa

Brand New

1997

Movin' in my land cruise 'cause my Lexus caught a flat
So had to take it back
Gold and platinum albums bought me gold and platinum credit cards
I work

I Need A Minute
Lyrics and Music by Andrew Weiss

There's no such thing as a necessary evil, how could such a cliché live for this long?
I'm

that gold I give you new fashion 
All Andrew Jackson's yo wrist be flashing
Outfits be matching seatbelts be fastened 
I'm on yo team bae I am

Love Me Dead - Ludo - cover by Kaedyn Kashmir

Love me cancerously
Like a salt-sore soaked in the sea
High maintenance means
You're a gluttonous

would be greedy
But I'm warden on that corner
& Andrew berry best decision
By the owners
That defensive line look like shriek & Fiona
& that offensive

through the light
You a NOLA baby
I'm a NOLA baby baby


Written by: Andrew Morehead Jr.

president
Watching my back through jack leading Jack
Trying to mack to your back homeboy you get sacked
By 14 of the hottest mothafuckas on the water bed
ICP

Everything Is Shady

Cashis

Eminem Presents: The Re-Up

2006

a cold game
Played by the coldest man
Everything ya see is not
The 7-4 k
The son of cocaine
I'm a dopeman
Plus I'm holdin' weight
Cause I'm the dope

The Bounce

Jay-Z

The Blueprint²: The Gift & the Curse

2002

Just point out the bounce
Yes, just point out the bounce nigga
Yo, listen

Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic
Couldn't even be stopped by Bin

carry-on
Blinged out watch, what time we on?
Yeah it's angel time, so carry on

Dumb bitch! I don't fuck with you
I only fuck with my boy Andrew
Jackson, all

Smoking bags full of gas, yeah that fucking dope
Uh
Uh
I'm so high up I see the stars
Them shit's gold
And when it's time for setting up, I got a couple

Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me

Secrets

OneRepublic

Waking Up

2009

into an album
Send it straight to gold
But I don't really like my flow, no

So tell me what you want to hear
Somethin' that'll light those ears
I'm

Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!

Livin' by myself, paranoid as hell, I do
Yesterday is tomorrow, but somehow, I'll keep on Loving you
Everywhere I go, ghetto, the streets dirty like

albums up, I went platinum, I went gold
I did all that shit, I'm a man, y'all niggas fucking getting on some new shit
Getting hype or something, all

entertainment
All-access passes, gold plates on top of silk fabrics (yeah, yeah)
Backstage to Backpage got bitches by the duos (yeah)
Palace like a group home,