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the password to access her body 
Life is short my Gee 
Go and get your money 
More money more problems
Too many ways to solve them

I put my head on my shoulder

But see I'm the baddest boy now oh
My jam is in everybody's bread
And I don't need to talk too much
Because my story is in everybody's head
If you want

Spaceship vibes, kickin shit with the aliens
Bankroll child, better known by my alias
I'm on a trip to the Vault
Bama boy grammar, she likes how I talk
Ain't

don't fuck up my corduroy
Our ways don't make no sense
Flying to Japan but I'll meet you in France
I'm on the radio with no advance
Put your shoes

your
By your-, by your buildin' and shit
I know he ain't down with your team
Who?
I don't know, some skinny lookin', big head nigga
You know what

Tonight
I'm not alone in my dream
Cause I have you by my side
To sing with me, you sing with me

You smile
And say 'we're gonna be okay'
You put your

Where your help gone be when you down to your last
And don't nobody really love you, fuck it, go and get a bag
See, I been thinking in my head, like,

to run up them racks

Cause my baby boy need my back tell Me what you think about that look at Yourself you Can't put the blame on Nobody else talk is real

its about the time, time to put all these boys in line
you walkin into my shoes, but you know youll get dropped to tie em

[Chorus ~ Chamillionaire]
i

, ain't no Febreze
She dig my fragrance i done put that boy at
Ease with just ten G's
I'm talking spank him (Come on)
Come test us, like an engine
I'ma show

What you know about chucky
No, I don't play by my money
If you don't die then you lucky
If you don't die then you lucky
Yeah, I put up to rock that show

to school
We starting hanging like Ernie and Bert
And in my idle head I'm thinking cool
Just when I'm thinking I'm going down your shirt
You're hiking up

again I prove that
Any radio show, any DVD, any stage show man
Put me up against gimmicks
Sound effects or skippy flow man
Don’t think that you’re cold

feet feel sore
and you don't wanna walk on
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keep your head up stay strong
未来を信じて
Everybody say
just gotta get away
I think there

the shouting
Made her spray like a fuckin fountain 

Pussy don't make macaroni sounds for a nigga wit no cheese 
Yous a punk a playa my boy, you act like a beach

the pegs on a GT Performer

Back of a GT Performer

I burn wood
Can't use no pussy heat to warm my chow with
Sleepin' on us
Then we pinnin' back your fuckin'

tape
It's all about endurance, knowledge and insurance, fortune, and adventure, talk about redemption
I don't need the credit, put some cash in my hand,

But you nowhere near it
You can talk a lotta shit, but
We ain't tryin to hear it, nO!

Ya boy Joe back on it, I'm back at it
The same shit that scared

Un-Hunh!

DMX

Kiss tha Game Goodbye

2001

gave you the crown so I could shoot it off your fuckin' head
Y'all niggas fuckin' dead, you heard what the fuck I said
I talk shit 'cause I walk shit,

up Jay
Now I want a mix put my hands together pray
When he beat the damn case we stompin out the same day like
Last dance
Last dance
Last dance
Last

Cannon

Busta Rhymes

The Crown [26 Tracks]

2006

paper I stack books.
You heard what I said,
I can put you on your feet 
Or put some money on your head.
Life ain't cheap,
You're better off dead.
If

on my brain 
But I'm trying not to fry
Why
Don't put me in the mix of all these rappers
Some people hit my line
They should be Oscar winning actors
Some

I dont give a shit... if your girl kneels down and sucks my dick... blame it on the game... we ain't in it for the fame...  in it for the love

me closer
Put your head on my shoulder
And asked can we grow older.
But that was last summer
We cruised to the beach
About a country mile
You kicked