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I'll give you jewelry and money, too
That ain't all, that ain't all I'm gonna do for you
Baby, bring it to me
Bring your sweet lovin'
Bring it
Now everybody do the Bart (do the Bart, y'all)
Now everybody do the Bart (do the Bart, y'all)
2 Live, bring it on back, that's how you move
Bring
Bring it back. Bring it back. Bring it back again
I cruise around with the radio on
Make me feel alright
Make me feel alright
Wide open highway
bring my gumption
I'm on the rise like I'm hot up in the oven
Either way, I'm getting bread by the dozen
Niggas all up in they cars just
Bumpin
Basically, can't fuck with me
I came to bring the pain hardcore from the brain
Let's go inside my astral plane
Find out my mental, based
Basically, can't fuck with me
I came to bring the pain hardcore from the brain
Let's go inside my astral plane
Find out my mental, based
Bill, but call me Chuckie
Fifth Ward hard bitch, play hero and buck me
Cause I'm known to pull your skull out
Grip a motherfucker by his neck
Bill, but call me Chuckie
Fifth Ward hard bitch, play hero and buck me
Cause I'm known to pull your skull out
Grip a motherfucker by his neck
black
All black all black
All black all black
Colonizer fall back
Aye the big homie told me don't make it in the pin
Like we ain't lonely them
raids
right there, I like it)
Give me body, give me body, give me body right next to me
We're connected by the sun
And all of the stars above
You melt me
A Strange Situation Cause No Some Seems To Care
Its Populated By People Of Combinations And Situations
That That Slowly Through Time That Start Pain Me
Sit back, close your eyes
Peep back, got you open wide
I'll let you get a taste of me
It's going down in mystery
Sit back, close your eyes
Peep
the rap game
It's time to have it all; he said he figured he same
We realized this a planet of cream to obtain
When the predominant rap, conglomerate
Dane, I mean, Hakeem
And we was buildin' on how we could organize the team
For this capital gain bein' that we in the rap game
It's time to have it all
burning out in Cali on it
Stained glass window in the Benzo
Lost in the instrumental
Keys got me sentimental
These rap books buried in gold
The treasure
relief from the times spent in pain
you doubt that you've got all the power
to strike it down by the hour
You're the sun in your universe
you're
I'm gonna live, laugh and love just for today
Gonna take all the trouble tomorrow might bring and put it away
Gonna drink every drop of happiness
said.
…You knew she lived.”
Mrs. Lovett: “I was only thinkin' of you!”
Sweeney Todd: “You lied to me.”
Mrs. Lovett: No, no, not lied at all
No, I
I'll believe in something more Maybe if I just lay in bed long enough
You'll show yourself in a dream And I'll find a meaning in it all
Pretty soon I'll
burr)
Now, this shit sound like now
While y'all all played out, but I'm hot right now (It's Gucci!)
Run the pack out right now (Right now)
Run
kushin' and every day comes nothin
But stockin with sushi
It's cool you flip birds
Don't bring that shit around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
I heard
Once there was time
Just drinking country wine
We'd all sit up on the back porch
With a good ole harp of mine
Won't you bring it on back
Bring
up when I need to escape from it all, so I'm
Tripping balls into these walls to feel the world around me
Picking up your calls cause they the only
Ayy, come over real quick, let me holler at you real quick
Uh uh
Man, fuck all that talking, my nigga let's link
Bring your bitch ass up
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