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Ride Wit Me

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2001

Nelly, can we go?" How could I tell her no?
Her measurements were 36-25-34
I like the way you brush your hair
And I like those stylish clothes you wear

the streets, whatever the weather,
Just let me cook, I’m better than ever,
I skip on the hook, so fly like a feather,
Do not overlook, I’ll let off the shredder,

I’d give you the shirt off my back
Last dollar left in my bag
Don’t have much to offer but I’m prayin' you’re ok with that

What I would give to give

told me, keep it clean thats why im so clean
I don't argue with people that don't brush their teeth boy
or wash their sheets
The devil's in the details,

fix: how do I smell when I forgot to brush my teeth?

I can’t control the traffic jam oh it’s pathetic
What has caused this mystery on a Sunday morning?

been working times two
You deserve the hype boo
I would take a hike threw
Seven seas
just to find you
Cause I know it's us
I start drawin at a brush
Baby

I'll snap, go photo booth, then aim at chu
Hmmm, I'll aim & shoot

(Verse 2)

I go by Professor Chuck; style is like Baroque
Brush strokes in paint left

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2001

Nelly, can we go?" How could I tell her no?
Her measurements were 36-25-34
I like the way you brush your hair
And I like those stylish clothes you wear

don’t wanna be poor
Tooth brush, got my dick in her jaw
Two bands what she pay for the claws
She a thot so it’s mission abort
PS5 play that bih like

a
beautiful day, i give thanks and praise for everything that i am! Now that it's time to get ready and i dunno what to
wear, today i will leave off my make-up

Go Let Tha Cock Out
Not Now But We To Far To Stop Now
She Dun Crossed Her Arms Yea She Call Herself Hot Now
Cool Off With Tha Top Down
Oh Boy. Fuck Wit

You ain't really bout it 
All that shit that you be talking 
17 on my side 
No telling when I spark it
Throw the yellow flag off-sides for the offense
I

of wolves those hypocrites 
	all camouflaged in filthy politics
	where the wild river runs
	hidden in that Trojen horse
	they banished man to drift off course

OUR RAGTAG BUNCH WAKE UP TO THE MORNIN' RUSH WILL SOME LAY IN ETERNAL SILENCE HERE AMONG THE BRUSH
DAY'S GONE
DAY'S GONE
HUNGER AND MYSTERY
HUNGER

Drunk little Indian boy they said 
Spouting off his mouth bout the great man's debt 
What's a little brag between boys in the cell 
You never know

cut 'em off if you question my analysis
Day i rate mayne my mind state mac a trick
Knowin all my homies gon call when ready
To the P.I's and those

it down! HIT RECORD!
And back away... My intestines are fastening laces,
Intolerable to fucking untangle.
These vigilant eyes can't keep off

Edging away from the precipice
Shaking off shackles that connect me to the past
Reaching out for hands that brush my fingers
Lacking the momentum

rush me they wan brush me
But when its over they say they don’t trust me
This girl this girls all wey dey form
But they be all over my balls like Jerry

pencil a lime around your
Spine and coke a dime
Calling my fam for a 'lil
Shine nigga get off
My dick like tricks up in
My face want a taste
Disgrace

wake up
Brush my teeth and wash my face up
Yeah, I get straight to it
Any problems, I run straight through it
Yeah, 'cause I'm a champ
I'm a king, I'm

their ignorant goals
Their fighting to survive, the fight for all control
Step into seclusion, hide beneath the brush
It's the code of honor, nothing

to seaward
Soft and slow,
Where the sleeping river grasses
Brush my paddle as it passes
To and fro.

On the shore the heat is shaking
All the golden sands

mi (Won be)

Opolo mi nja
Won ri soldier won kneel down
Won ti write me off pe mio le wo
Final bi Arsene Wenger

Eri sh'eri pe aye ni ika
Abi kilo fe