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winners (WHAT?) Never lames
(Uh) I keeps a bad bitch (Damn) 
I call her Etta James (Ha ha ha)
She got a fat ass (WHOA) , tats for me
Plus the hooker's smart

Candles light up the room
A 45 is playin an Etta James song
You look nervous as hell but your boots are shined up right
And I'd have to be a fool to not

as the rain pours
We toast to the vodka
You stole from the store
You put the records on to
Etta James I tell my secrets
I lose all my shame

When we have

He had a face like Eric Idle
But had a voice like Etta James
The doctor had him diagnosed as suicidal
And Yea, I tend to feel the same
His mother hit

cane I been a stain
Inside of niggas brains I entertain like Etta James
I been estranged not been afraid bitch get it straight
Give ya bitch pleasure

temprano
Todavía estoy buscando

I'll show you my home
Feed you my mother's bacalao
Play Etta James
Sing you the melodies from here and now
And you'll

and we just act Etta James blind. Well I can tell you now that's not how this story's about to go. 


You cheated on me 
So I cheated on you 
Sometimes I

your brother
How you hit him with a little nigga? Did I stutter
All I needed was some magic on the day my mama passed
I know she's singing Etta James

believe
（我恳求人们相信）
In need of the voice of Etta James
（需要埃塔·詹姆斯的声音）
So I can drown out the pain, yo！
（这样我就可以淹没痛苦，天啊！）
I need to rest but I got stress on my

Confundiu minha cabeça à love games
Com a lingerie mais sexy que a voz de Etta James
Me puxou pela gola eu pus a mão no seu quadril
Fez guarda faixa

the chain
I'd rather go blind, I'm like Etta James
Buttoned up at the collar and the waist
Never had trouble, I just took it as it came
Sex is all that she

Slow dancing
1 in the morning
Etta James is softly playing
"ct Last, my love has come" 
Gently swaying, here in your arms

Oooh
Black girls deserve

Than the grit
The black bombshell
Rocking the Etta James wig
And I push more carts
Than the cast of Shameless
Don Rickles stance
Lieutenant Whipple
With

to ceiling rhymes/ I can tell how she look before she say she doin fine,/ My vanilla sky dream girl woman of my dreams/ my Beyonce ride or die Etta James

and nowhere to be
Come on, and slow dance with me
I'll put on Etta James and we can hang out
Pour a glass of Cabernet and let you spin me 'round
There's

and Deano
Will stir some memories
And maybe back up Etta James
With Ray Charles on the keys

The big bands will be playing
With an orchestra or two
And all

and chains
Step to me you get the blues like you Etta James
Why you make me brag on the flow It's progressive
Bared up and locked in you'd think I'm in

I’m on the avenue
Listening to
I’d rather go blind by Etta James
And I’m wondering
If I’ll ever see her face
I wanna find love so I can sing about it

the artifacts of love 
If it weren't for bad choices, I'd have Etta James
Well spiked lemonade and your nails across my back 

If this must be our final song

a leader show my youngins having money aint a thing naw
Dont listen to em its just fuel to the flame
Cuz that forty sing a oldie to you like its Etta James

Hella fake
Temporary like cellophane
I done dealt with Hella pain
Clear it out nigga let it rain
Tough lover like Etta James
Took acid and it left a stain

thing
Might’ve found love at last like I’m Etta James
You the only one, you know what it is
You the only one, I ain’t playin’, it’s not a game
You tell me

Etta James
I been saying it's just too ugly for fame
I mean look what happened to that nigga Eddie Kane
Name drops went over your head like the fucking

to records chilling candles lit
Etta James D'Angelo or some other shit
Jill Scott or Sam Cooke whoever which
Badu or Sade hit the perfect pitch
Yea Life