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the key
The same people who were loving me
Now they locked the door and they hid the key
The same people who are loving me

Now I'm thirty-one years old

Drivin' on 9

The Breeders

Last Splash

1993

at the piles 
  
Drivin' on 9 
Looking for one thirty 
Maybe I passed it 
Go another mile 
  
Drivin' on 9 
Drivin' on 9 
  
Drivin' on 9 
I sure look

(thirty)
I just hit a lick, bought a bussdown (lick)
I'ma put her on a jet 'til I turn around (jet)
I was meetin' with the plug for a hundred pounds

with thirties, I needa sleep
Drop 'til my money on me
They say "Boy, you be singin' like Lee"
(yeah, yeah)
I'm mixed up the C with double G
Got a bitch

gets versatile
Thirty, I really hope that it's worth it
My new opps, old opps, try link
'Til they got cheffed down 'cause
They got let down
Sold pebbles,

Fuck is you talkin' about, fuck all that insta shit
Young niggas, I'm going, they gon' go out the room
Thirty-one round, get hit with an SU clip

Keepsake

The Gaslight Anthem

Handwritten

2012

It's been thirty-one years
Since she's been in your arms
But don't worry about Mama
Mama's got a good heart

And I'm not looking for your love
I'm

at it early
Yo' nigga tryna figure out his problems (figure out his problems)

A dirty thirty, I hit it like Curry, they hit me, I don't even holler

The Real Slim Shady

Eminem

The Marshall Mathers LP

2000

eat up these albums like Valiums?"
It's funny, 'cause at the rate I'm going, when I'm thirty
I'll be the only person in the nursing home flirting

My Name Is

Eminem

The Source Hip-Hop Music Awards 1999 [Clean]

1999

(shh)
Thanks a lot, next semester I'll be thirty five
I smacked him in his face with an eraser
Chased him with a stapler
Stapled his nuts to a stack

The Real Slim Shady

Eminem

The Source Presents: Hip Hop Hits, Vol. 4 [Clean]

2000

eat up these albums like Valiums?"
It's funny, 'cause at the rate I'm going, when I'm thirty
I'll be the only person in the nursing home flirting

up
Make em dance like some sturdy shit
Talking bout racks
My pants got like thirty, bitch
Lot of fucking clones around
I see like thirty kids
I need

something that'll get me through
Let me take five minutes Let me break on through
By the time I'm thirty I'll be thirty five
I've been auto piloting a great

wanna fuck that shit, uh huh
I just wanna pipe that shit, uh huh
I just wanna fuck, ooh I just wanna
I just wanna fuck, ooh I just wanna

Thirty

up she a fien for it to (huh)
Let me feed her a perc (Ya) While she at work (Ya)
Said her name Roxxi So I pasted her a thirty (Ya)
I just took a perc

know ama flop
Like, I gotta stay on my time fuck the clock
Thirty forty I stay with a knot
Niggas be talking like they really hot
Bet this forty gon heat

moves so fast when your thirty
Even though she is gone I can still see her now
Take me back to grandmas house

I won't forget the long walks we would take

horny
We go until the morning
Before she popped the thirty
I gave a little warning
I asked her are you ready?
I promise you'll be soaring
Sippin' that

my yard when I'm thirty 
I wanna see the world
I wanna be the world
To anybody who is truly hurting

It seems that we're in trouble
I just wanna tell

girls would wink at what I said
And teach me how to touch them in their beds
At twenty-five, I was way ahead
Thirty was a nervous laugh
Counter girls

was off a thirty
I was off a zoom
I don’t know what it is, but I want you
Sometimes I hate to say it baby, but I love you
I was speeding in my beamer so

She wan me inside
I'm out of my mind
Lasts thirty one nights
So much dope i can't handle
She likes when i'm flexin
So man' thangs on my vision
She

two if he number one
Them hittas gon find you wherever you are
You know these tools ain't for nothing but war
Dirty
I need another gun
Thirty
I need

McFlurry
Talking down on AGNB
We gon spin up in a hurry
We gon leave you in that hearse
Snatch his momma, snatch his percs
Imma savage like I'm Durk
Thirty