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Hook
Get you some racks today
Get you some racks today lil nigga
Stayed down for this shit
Run up on me and I bet ima hit em
I'm in this bitch with

I Cross My Fingers

Perry Como

One More Time

2006

. .
If you were my girl . . .
If you were my girl . . .
Music by Walter Kent 
With lyrics by Walter Farrar , 1950

the rock unless you a Colts fan[00:49.34]But hide your D, that go Beasley in the jump out van[00:52.76]My hitta 6'6", but don't hoop[00:56.10]He tote a 30

hell when the sun hits the land

Walter and Fanny, they own the grocery that sells most all that you need
They've been up and working since way up before

I’m Catholic Cool 
Performed by 
E. Walter Smith featuring The ICC Choir & Friends 


Chorus 
I’m cool 6x I’m Catholic 
I’m cool 4x I’m Catholic

find
Over 50 restaurants owned
By 50 black women i didn't say minority
And I didn't say women of color
So after you burn down your
Own home what do you

If you knew (You Knew) I'd be there for you
And I need you (Coming through) to say I want you too
Let's go through (Go Through) the things I'd do for

answer
As you breached, I chose not to speak up
Cause I was weak, by today's standards you be fired
I just play it like Ether in 02, bitch who shot ya
If

This is the sound of a Yoda
Bitch, we gon' spin till it's over
You ever cross me, I'm fuckin' you over
Niggas gon' die by the hands of my soldiers
I get

knowing I fought for you
So I'm not, cuz I can't, and I won't
If you want my love
Blinded by the lights I hold my eyes closed
The signs of the times never

feels right
Having you by my side
I am no Walter White
But I miss you when you're outta sight
Mike Tyson with the right
You're a knockout dime

If I'm

they good at deceiving
Everyone seem sick, they got so many names for diseases
Would this be so big if it weren't shown by the media?
Let me ask you

given Sunday
You can lose
Don't get greedy
One on One
I'm strapping
Homie locking up like Petey
Thugging by my lonely
She telling me
Put it on her
Got

Any given Sunday
You can lose
Don't get greedy
One on One
I'm strapping
Homie locking up like Petey
Thugging by my lonely
She telling me
Put it on her

If I gotta pop
Then shit getting handled
I don't try to diss
Try to dismantle
Paying you homage
Lighting a candle
Spinning yo block
Feeling like Rambo

house is haunted with tricks and ghosts
Three in the morning I want you in your bedroom staring in your mirror by the window
I promise it’s something

homies up to back em
If those pussies wanted problems, You bet their ass they bout to have Em

Knew at an early age, get product And make a play
Half-ass

a chick in the heat
If the picking was sweet
I guess you'd be the freak of the week
You really a bird brain
Cuz you weak in the knees
Going 3xkrazier call

blame
But is the money worth it if he don't love you the same
Memories made by maids love starts to fade
At the point where dad can't even tell you his

Please don't waist my time yeah
We was up at San Sai cards got declined
And I still know a couple that got taken by the heat like Mike Beasley it's still

Play with Poseidon you play with yo life
Being immaculate comes with a price
Heart of a scorpion, venomous ice
If you ain't Yeezy don't give me

lickle g
And him and say yeah
As him lift it up
It's like a pro how him a sway
Uno betta run or hop
A fence if you no pay
Him say him a big man now
Cause

Norrin Radd
I should go by Walter White I’m really breaking bad
Like Hi Point straps this shit gon be the fuckin jam
I was just a baby when I knew I’d be

some, that's if you want that
This shit the anthem, I need a hunnid flat
I feel like Walter Payton, run that for my city now
And they wimme nah, and they